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Our country's youth is under attack

by drugs, violence,

and the moral decay of our time.

I'm Judge Rory Halloran,

and I've worked hard to reform

our juvenile programs.

The way to fix this generation

isn't by lowering the bar.

It's by raising the standard.

For 15 years, I've served the families of Charleston County,

reducing repeat offenses by 37%.

37%? All right, here, look at this.

"Research courtesy of Bench Tracker."

- Whoa. - What?

Halloran imposed custodial sentences in 81% of his cases

since 2021.

National average is 12%.

- That's a lot of kids.

- That's a lot of customers...

for Harrowsgate.

- New locks,

reinforced deadbolts, strike plates...

window sensors, and

motion-activated cameras with floods all around.

You want to tell me exactly what kind of threat

we're dealing with here? - No.

And I don't want Deck or Rudy to know either.

- Nice! Stretch it in.

Hey, give him another.

Back it up.

Like that, Taylor. Come on.

- Boone, just lay 'em in.

Eddie's gonna get some shots out there,

get everybody warmed up.

- Attaboy, Boone.

- What's wrong with you guys?

- Tom Cassady?

South Carolina Law Enforcement.

- What is this?

I've got a fingerprint lockbox.

You can keep it on your nightstand.

- What?

I know you said you're not my lawyer anymore,

but I've got a full-blown SLED raid on my hands here.

We're gonna need that phone, too.

Can you just give me a minute?

- You want to go back in cuffs?

- God...

- Tom.

- Sarah...

I'm Special Agent Kyle Reddick.

I've taken over the Great Benefit case

for the Bureau. Thanks for coming in today.

- What am I doing here?

Agent Cistulli said if I cooperated,

I could put Great Benefit and Tinley Britt behind me.

What he actually said was that he'd make a recommendation

to the U.S. Attorney's Office.

And according to the file, he did.

But your refusal to testify...

Testifying would light my whole career on fire.

I can't do that. - I want to help you.

So I made another suggestion to the prosecutor.

- What suggestion?

What is this? Are you watching me?

- Not you.

This is Ronan Keane.

He's an agent with the Economic Crime Division

of Ireland's GARDA.

It's lovely to meet you, Miss Plankmore.

- Thanks for coming.

Does this mean you're my lawyer again?

What the hell did you say in the grand jury?

- What you told me to say. - Mm-hmm.

- The PTSD story.

Then they asked if I had PTSD

every time I pulled Boone early,

if I had PTSD when I had Lansky start the seventh

with a ball inside for a game in June,

if I had PTSD when I kept Johnson on IR an extra week.

- And what did you say? - I pled the Fifth!

- You what?

This isn't a trial

where the jury can't use that against you.

In a grand jury, it's an announcement

that you're hiding something.

If you wouldn't have left me...

- You lied to me...

Again.

Tommy...

Tommy, look at me.

You can never lie to me again.

- So you are staying?

- No more lies.

- Okay.

Okay. Scout's honor.

- You're not a Scout.

And you have no honor.

- I'm working on it...

the honor part.

- Officer Reed,

do you remember the night in question?

I remember that night. Yeah, it was a wicked storm.

It was raining pretty hard.

I saw that the defendant was driving extremely slowly

for about two blocks,

which told me that there was something going on.

And is that why you felt a criminal interdiction

was necessary? - Yes, ma'am.

- Driving slowly?

Since when is driving slowly a crime?

Why don't you ask Louis V. Palermo, Esquire

over there?

- He's just sitting there. - It's crazy.

- What was the defendant doing? - He was looking for someone.

- Object. - Officer Reed, can you...

That is pure speculation. Why is he not objecting?

Object.

The judge is just allowing it.

Uh, Rudy? Hey. Hey, where are you going?

- Hey.

Hey, Louis. How about an objection?

- Get out of here, Baylor.

That's an illegal Terry Stop, and you know it.

- What's a Terry Stop? - Terry v. Ohio...

to stop someone, a cop has to have reasonable suspicion

they committed a crime.

This guy is not helping your son.

- Don't listen to him.

- Officer, describe the area

where you apprehended the suspect.

Well, that block, due to its lack of streetlights,

it tends to attract a more criminal element.

He should be jumping all over that.

- Get lost, Baylor. - Do something.

- And what did you see

when you pulled up next to the defendant?

- He was smoking a joint. - Louis, come on!

Excuse me! What's going on over there?

Young man, do you have a purpose here in my court?

- Rudy Baylor, Your Honor.

I was just advising the young man's mother.

- Is that so?

Hire me. I won't charge you.

- Son, I suggest you leave

before you end up in a jail cell.

- Hoo, boy.

Hire me now. Hire me now.

- I want him to be our lawyer. - What? Your Honor.

- On what grounds? - He's better.

- Denied. Get him out of here. - Oh, shit.

Okay, I'll go! I'll go. Relax, hey?

I'll go.

Stay cool. Stay cool. Stay cool.

Hey, Louis, why don't you ask him how he could tell

it was a joint through two closed windows

in the pouring rain? - Oh, shit. Here we go.

- Good point. - All right, put him in a cell.

There it is.

Hey, nice job.

- I'm not apologizing to him. - Yes, you are, you menace.

- He should apologize to me

and everyone who voted for him,

all the kids that he's thrown in a cage for sport.

- And maybe one day, he will,

but not if you keep finger-painting

with your feelings. - I'm not wrong.

Says the guy who got escorted out by bailiffs.

- Rudy, you have a choice.

Do you want to be right or effective?

Mr. Baylor, your unexpected victory

as a first-year lawyer was indeed impressive.

Congratulations.

Now you're a sophomore.

Do you know what that word means?

It comes from the Greek.

"Sophos," "wise," "moros," "foolish"...

a wise fool.

We call second-year students sophomores

because they believe they know far more than they actually do.

This is a contempt hearing...

Is that ballpark dirt on your Manolos?

I decide whether you're wise or foolish.

Choose the latter,

and I will bar you from contact with any juvenile

currently under this court's jurisdiction,

including your new client,

Mr. Suffredes.

Well, then I apologize for my conduct,

Your Honor.

- Well done.

You'll want to be careful in the future, Mr. Baylor.

I'm not always so lenient.

Next case.

- They're bluffing.

They can't expect me to help them with an unrelated case.

You'll have to forgive me if I don't trust your judgment.

I told you about Leo. You blew me off.

You know what? Actually, you congratulated me.

You didn't tell me they were covering up 15 murders.

Damn it, Sarah, they have

a clear Pinkerton liability case against you.

That means you were aware of and even engaged

in a conspiracy. - Yeah, I know, Dad.

I'm not a child. - Then stop acting like one.

You need a non-prosecution agreement.

No, I need to get a job and start rebuilding my reputation.

- What about my reputation?

Do you know how embarrassing this has been

for your mother and me? - Wow.

You're gonna do whatever it takes to put this behind you.

Stop planning your comeback.

Your only priority is to stay out of prison.

Surprise!

- Thank you.

Sarah sells seashells on the seashore.

Remember that? - Of course.

Hi, Aunt Cindy. - Hi.

Was he surprised?

- So surprised. - Aw.

We heard you've been having a rough time.

I'm so sorry, dear.

I've been so busy, I haven't even thought about it.

In fact, I was in court all week.

- Oh. - Save me.

Cindy, I think I have to steal my girl.

- Okay.

- Gerard. - Alice.

Mwah. Look who came home.

- Hi, Mr. Bolsom.

Tell me, did you meet anyone down in Charleston

to help you get your foot in the door?

You know, I've argued a pretty big case already.

- I'm aware.

You know, your parents were so worried

you'd get caught up in all that tawdry business.

I'm fine. I'm great, actually.

You'll figure it out, I'm sure.

Plus, a beautiful girl like you will always have options.

I've been working for Amanda Vonn, actually.

- Look who buried the lede.

Alice, you didn't tell me

she'd been grabbed up by Amanda Vonn.

You know, I saw her speak one time

at a fundraiser for the governor.

I found her a bit cold, if I'm honest.

What's she like in person? - Impressive.

- A diplomat like your father.

- Are my ears burning?

I just heard about Amanda Vonn.

We're quite proud of this young lady.

Aren't we, honey?

- Always.

Oh, I'm gonna puke from the stench.

Are we sure we want to do this?

Rudy, he pulled a gun on us, okay?

Don't you want to find out what he was hiding?

Oh, this is the one.

How could you possibly know that?

Because I can smell Palermo's five-day-old jambalaya.

Jacomo's just goes crazy with the cumin.

Rudy, would you relax?

You know how many trash bins I've been in?

It's really not that bad, except for the rats.

- "Rats"?

Just watch where you put your hands, okay?

Oh, look at this one.

Steely Dan concert and a hospital ID.

Somebody had a night.

Rudy, it's just trash.

Seems like more of a metaphor.

- Stop it.

- Jackpot.

Keep going. There's got to be more in this one.

That's amazing! Come on.

Palermo.

Your light, your light, your light.

Stay calm.

His sandwich hit me in the nose.

Poogan's Smokehouse.

Wait, I think he's going upstairs.

I'll say this about him... his food game, very strong.

This is security cam footage from Robins Park.

That's you and Mike Whitmer.

Street name, White Mike.

Works for Gator Jack Guidry.

They could be talking about anything.

On the night before the grand jury?

- Circumstantial.

Listen, he's already been suspended without pay

for this ridiculous search. - "Ridiculous"?

At the grand jury, he denied any contact

with known members of the Dixie Mafia.

Now, we just started looking through your cell phone.

What else are we going to find? - Okay, don't answer that.

We might be willing to cop to perjury... three months.

She gets my bag, and you get three months in prison?

- Babe. - Except perjury's a felony...

one-year minimum.

- I can't go to prison. - Let me handle this.

Well, maybe you don't have to.

Oh, looking at these images, one could make an argument

that you perjured yourself for fear of your life.

- I don't understand.

- He wants you to flip.

- If you testify against Gator,

you and your wife get a new start.

I hear Montana's beautiful. - Witness Protection?

Wait, what are you talking about?

Oh, shit. And you'd drop the charges?

You're actually considering this?

Total protection, new identity.

I don't want a new identity! I like me.

- I'm with Lynette on this.

- You are? - What? What?

- Tom,

you'll be hiding forever.

I can't hide. I'm the face of Channel 4.

People recognize me everywhere. - Not in Montana, honey.

- Well, they might.

And if they do,

then you'll have to start all over someplace else.

It'll never end.

You got 48 hours until the offer expires.

Then I'm gonna find another cooperating witness,

maybe, uh, Boone McCready.

No, no, he's not part of this.

- Part of what? - Okay, stop talking.

We're done here.

Let's go.

- Bruiser, a minute alone?

- What are you doing?

- Representing my client. - No, you're not.

This is the best offer he's gonna get, and you know it.

- You don't know what I know.

- Not yet.

You flew to Dublin to tell us that a 26-year-old attorney

might sue?

We're also told that there was a rather trivial hearing

to appoint something called a guardian ad litem,

during which you could have closed the book on this,

but instead, you outsourced it

to another 26-year-old attorney,

whose entire career thus far consists of one trial

that she lost to the first 26-year-old.

Do I have my facts in order, or am I dim-witted?

Liam likes to play with his food before eating.

Doesn't make him wrong.

Well, you asked me three questions.

First, did I come to Dublin because you might be sued?

The answer is yes.

His name is Rudy Baylor...

hardly your ordinary 26-year-old attorney.

His very first trial toppled a blue-chip company,

along with the venerable law firm...

Tinley, Britt, Crawford, Mize and St. John...

resulting in multiple indictments

and two convictions so far...

murder and accessory to murder.

- Liam...

you never relayed this to me.

Why?

We believe he got very lucky with that case.

If you survived...

a gunshot to the head,

would that be luck or my poor aim?

- The boy...

currently a resident at Medford Juvenile Detention.

As in many of the cases that we've dealt with,

this case suffers from a fairly obvious overreach by the judge

and is populated by a familiar cast

of unsavory characters.

The second question you asked, that hearing...

Marvarine Dot Black

has been designated guardian ad litem for the boy.

She also happens to have been the client

in Mr. Baylor's lucky case.

No, I didn't handle this hearing personally.

I don't represent the stepfather.

I represent you, Declan.

And my appearance at this hearing

would have raised an alarm for Mr. Baylor,

who's already shown himself to be a very specific...

kind of attorney.

He is a hunter.

If I showed up at this hearing,

he would have sensed that there was larger game to be had.

I chose Sarah Plankmore

because I felt that her motives would be believable.

- And what are those motives?

- Well, Baylor humiliated her

in front of the entire legal community,

which gave her a very personal reason to win here.

And she did...

until the hunter did what hunters do.

If the first weapon doesn't work,

they find another.

I'm beginning to like this lad.

Fine. Then why don't we have the boy released?

End of story.

You're not listening, boy-o.

A hunter finds another weapon.

You said I asked you three questions.

What's the third?

You asked me if you're dim-witted.

- Hmm.

Staple corners, binder holes, paper-clip dents...

that is our border.

Border is god.

- Say it with me. - Border is god.

- I love the enthusiasm.

Okay, Rudy, I'm gonna need you to sort the whites.

Delphine, I need you to sort... - The coloreds?

- I was not gonna say that.

I better not get hepatitis or something.

Our firm covers hepatitis and trench foot.

Don't ask me how I know that.

Bruiser, I need you... - I can't right now.

I cannot with this right now.

Why? 'Cause you're too busy with Tom?

- Are you kidding?

- I wish I was.

There's only three reasons you'd be back on this case.

There's a lot of money, which there's not.

You love him, which you don't.

Or...

Somebody leaned on you.

- Butch told you.

You told Butch before me?

He just installed a couple of cameras

at my place for extra security... it's not a big deal.

Bruiser, you tell me exactly what happened right now.

- Gator paid me a visit.

- He was in your house?

- He just wanted some insurance

to make sure that Tom doesn't roll.

It shouldn't be a problem. - "Shouldn't be"?

- Quinn has Tom on video

getting a beating the night before the grand jury.

- Jesus, with this guy.

Bruiser, what the hell are we doing here?

- We'll plead out to perjury.

He'll go away for a lie instead of the truth.

- And you trust him to do that?

Well, I trust Tom to look out for his own self-interest,

which, for once, his self-interest

lines up with mine.

You decide about the list yet?

- It makes me nervous.

I can't get in any more trouble.

You're not gonna get in trouble.

- Hey.

What are you losers talking about?

- None of your business.

Leave him alone, Moody.

- What did you just say to me?

- Leave him alone.

- Moody, out.

I said get out.

Suffredes, you got visitors.

Hey. How are you doing?

- Fine.

- You getting enough to eat?

- Sure.

You should see the Sunday buffet...

shrimp cocktail, bottomless mimosas.

- How about school?

They teaching you anything in here?

Mm, not much, but I have my homework from Rudy.

- What does that mean?

He wants a list of other kids Halloran sent here.

- I see.

- Dot, we need that list.

If the wrong people see him gathering names,

it could be dangerous for him. - It's fine.

- It's not fine.

He's not a lawyer or a private investigator.

He is a child. - I'm not a child.

Dot, I know you want to help him.

We need to show a pattern.

I have to be able to make my case.

It's not your case. It's his case.

Rudy, I know you.

You see a bully, and you want to take him out.

- Are you so different?

The difference is, my boy was dead.

There's a living, breathing boy in there.

He doesn't get to go out and make a speech about justice.

But he does have to deal with the guards in here,

who have already beat him once.

Now, you're gonna go back in there,

and you're gonna tell him you'll find another way.

You always do.

Dot shut us down. We're not getting that list.

Woman who had to bury her son isn't thrilled about putting

a young boy at risk by turning him into a PI?

Shocker.

We don't have the inmates' names.

And even if we did, the files are sealed,

and we can't talk to them without a guardian.

They're minors.

- What if they're not minors? - What do you mean?

I was reading the comments under Halloran's ad,

and a woman said that Halloran sent her grandson away

till he was 18.

- Rudy, you're a genius.

...the count. Rookie Tom Cassady,

might be looking at his first major league shutout.

- Oh, Coach told me.

I'm at the top of their list.

Yankees, Pop, for real.

No, some guy blew out his shoulder,

and they might need a new arm.

Yeah, can you imagine?

Yeah, your boy in the Show.

I'll buy you guys a house.

I mean it.

I'm not kidding.

You were the first one to believe in me...

the only one.

Oh, man, now you're gonna make me cry.

I love you, too, Pop.

- Ah, Mr. Quinn.

- Uh, where's your attorney?

- I'm gonna take that deal. - Yeah, stop right there.

I can't talk to you without a lawyer.

There are rules. - Well, I waive that.

The rules apply to me, not to you.

And I can't waive them.

Look, my wife and I are gonna take that deal,

but I need a guarantee you won't go after Boone.

And I need you to stop talking.

Ms. Plankmore, he's expecting you.

- Hi, Leo.

The Argos Lion... stolen in 1687 by a Venetian commander

during the war with the Ottoman Empire.

- How does it end up here?

I found it in a little museum outside of Athens.

Try getting that past the Greek government.

- How'd you do it?

- They have what you want.

You find out what it is they want.

That's how you stayed out of trouble, isn't it?

The redacted name? - Sorry?

The one person who wasn't indicted... it had to be you.

- Leo, Leo... - Don't.

I was in a lot of trouble, okay?

I-I did what I thought was the right thing to do.

You know what's funny? Is Keeley told me to walk away.

He, uh... he called it an exit ramp,

and I-I-I should have taken it.

I should... - And now you have.

If you knew, then why would you recommend me to Amanda?

Because there's still hope for you.

Leo, I'm really sorry.

And I would have done the same thing you did.

You were looking at ten years, but you had something to sell.

And now you're free.

- I'm not free.

- What do you mean? - I really can't talk about it.

- What, you don't trust me?

If you haven't noticed, I'm the one who kept you out of this.

I never mentioned a word about you.

- I know.

Look, they want me to help them

with something else, something unrelated.

- They're after Amanda?

No. No. I mean, it has... this has nothing to do with her.

Well, at least I know why you're here.

You need a consiglieri.

You've got balls... I've always liked that about you.

You know, as your lawyer, we've got privilege.

- You still a lawyer?

They haven't taken that away yet.

- I wish I could tell you more.

To be honest, I could really use the advice.

Well, I've been doing this a long time,

and I've seen a lot of people make a lot of mistakes,

and the one you made is the most common.

- Loyalty?

- No.

The mistake most people make

is not knowing who has the power in the room.

- Clearly, it wasn't me.

That's what they want you to think.

Look, this whole game is based on one thing... leverage.

You had something they wanted, needed.

Who are they gonna get it from... Brad?

It had to be you.

You have what economists call inelastic demand.

It's a chokepoint.

Their case doesn't live unless they find someone

a grand jury will believe.

What you failed to realize is,

the person with the power in the room was you.

So, what do you really want

from this thing you're in?

- Non-prosecution agreement.

That is the very least you should get.

- I'm the chokepoint.

- Now you're getting it.

- Should we keep walking?

- Can't.

This is as far as I go.

- Parking's $5.

- Are you Luke Huntley?

- Yeah.

Your grandmother told us where we could find you.

You got a lunch coming up, right?

You like barbecue? We know a sick spot.

You're 26, and you're a lawyer?

That must be pretty cool.

Hey, look, what... what happened, man?

How'd you... how'd you end up in Medford?

- Truancy.

Didn't show up to school for a week.

- What were you doing?

Gaming convention in Savannah.

Wait, so, they gave you two years for that?

- They knew where I was headed

before I even walked into that courtroom.

I don't even know why they bothered making a plea for me.

"Plea"? Hold on, you pled guilty?

Yeah, well, I was supposed to go on probation.

They put it all on paper, said I sign right here,

I could go right back home, right back to Gram.

- Look, I got to go.

- Hey, Luke...

thank you.

That place is a black hole, man.

I just hope you can get your guy out, all right?

- Thanks, man.

- Thanks a lot.

He signed an admission agreement, just like Victor.

Yeah, yeah, but we have a copy.

It leaves the punishment up to the judge's discretion.

We have a copy of the agreement filed with the court.

- Right.

What if it's not the same one Victor signed?

So, what are we actually looking for?

That is the admission agreement

that was filed with the court.

We need to find the one that wasn't filed.

The hunt for the original "Palermo Plea."

Guys...

this is the ultimate challenge.

It's a culmination of all the disciplines.

It's a crossword

wrapped in an anagram

inside a jigsaw.

- Every puzzle I've ever solved

has prepared me for this moment.

- Got one! - I think I got one too, buddy.

- Found one! - All right, let's go.

Put it on the projector. Come on.

- Gentle, gentle, gentle.

I think I got one. I got one. Yes, yeah, here we go.

Here we go.

- Come on. - Yeah.

Hi. Can I help you?

I still smell Lyman's cologne on this place.

Or is that taco sauce?

Deck.

- Hey, Gator.

- Where's Bruiser? - She's not here.

Deck, will you pass me another slice?

- Oopsie.

- You're good out here.

- Uh, Rudy, this is White Mike.

White Mike, Rudy.

I don't believe we've met. - That's Gizzard.

He doesn't talk.

- Your ex-husband...

Excuse me.

Your client...

went behind your back, talked to the prosecutor.

- He did what?

You really don't know, do you?

You got a wild one on your hands.

You know what we do to the wild ones?

- Tame them?

- No, that's not what we do.

- Gator, you have my word.

He will not take that deal.

It's not your word that matters here.

It's mine.

Do we understand each other?

- Yes.

- What was that about?

Tom told Quinn he'd take the deal.

I'll tell you right now, Bruiser...

if Gator doesn't kill him, I will.

How would he know that Tom went to Quinn before you knew?

Same way he found out about the grand jury.

We are looking to clear skies,

with highs reaching into the mid 80s!

So book those brunch rezzies. It's rosé weather, y'all!

The only people who knew about the grand jury and WitSec

were you, me,

and Doppler Dumbass.

- You got to be kidding me.

I...

well, I guess I'm finally divorcing her.

- No, you can't.

Spousal privilege.

If you divorce her, they can make her testify against you.

I'm taking that deal, Bruiser,

with or without Lynette. - No, Tom.

Well, I'm not gonna let 'em go after Boone.

He doesn't deserve this. - You cannot take WitSec.

- God damn it!

I'm in a loveless marriage, no job,

and no one will ever hire me in baseball again.

I don't see one good reason not to take this offer!

Because if you do, Gator will kill me.

- Come on.

Come on!

- Make it even. - Make it even. Yes!

My fellow puzzlers...

I give you...

the "Palermo Plea."

- Is that blood?

Sriracha.

So this is what Palermo was hiding.

- Yeah.

- You did it, Deck.

Don't you do that. Don't you dare do that.

"We." Come on, Delphine. Get in here.

Great job, guys.

Great job.

- Does that look familiar?

Yeah, that... that lawyer had me sign this.

See, it's like I told you... warning and probation.

Now, this is the one they filed with the court.

It agrees to the judge's discretion

for sentencing. - I didn't sign that.

Yeah, no, no, we know that now.

This, this proves they fabricated

official court documents.

- Well, like I've been saying,

it wasn't just me.

- What is this? - It's the list you wanted.

I thought we... we agreed we weren't gonna do that.

Dot was right. - Too late.

There's 40 names on there, but there are more.

You can't be doing your lawyer's work, Victor.

It's too dangerous.

It's not their work. It's my work.

We don't need this anymore, okay?

We already got enough to get you out of here.

And what about everybody else?

They need help, too.

We don't represent everybody else... you're our client.

- No. - What do you mean, no?

- This list was your idea.

I'm not leaving without the rest of them.

- So she offered you a job?

- No, but I'm trying again.

- That should go well.

Don't take it personally. She hates everyone.

- Does she hate you? - Yes.

- Do you hate her?

She's the mother I never murdered.

- Come.

You said you had something urgent to discuss.

I'm not usually prone to this brand of drama,

but I'll admit... you have me intrigued.

- Could we have a moment alone?

To work at Becker, Sinclair and Vonn

would be a dream come true.

If you'd allow me,

I would love to tell you what I have to offer.

How much theater does this require?

You're under investigation by the FBI

and the Irish GARDA.

They think I can help them.

Well, when you helped them with Leo, Noonan, and Keeley...

- I didn't help them.

- When you helped them...

you didn't secure a non-prosecution agreement?

If I'd been representing you,

you wouldn't be in this situation.

Seems we're both in a situation.

- You came to me in confidence,

but now, legally, you've disclosed.

No clawback.

You forfeited your choice to give them anything.

That prerogative is mine.

They'll think I'm working with them,

but we'll control the information they get.

We can both get out of our situations.

And what do you want for that?

- I want my career back.

You believe I can give that to you?

- I think you have to.

- Is that so?

Amanda, when we first met, you said...

that I can't be trusted.

As you pointed out, I am risking...

Everything here.

How much more do you need?

Okay, uh, first up is Brian Seeger.

Now, Victor said he shoplifted from the cafeteria

because kids kept stealing his lunch money.

He's got a single mom who works two jobs.

- Yeah, I like him. - Great, okay.

Then I like Malik.

Aw. Look at that punim.

- Deck, he held up a vape shop. - Yeah, with a water pistol.

Come on. - That's what Victor said.

We don't know that.

We have five strong plaintiffs.

We got to draw the line somewhere.

- What is this?

It's just preliminary research...

- Light sorting.

- Uh-huh.

Look, it's just some kids from Medford, Bruiser.

It's not really that big a deal.

We know we can't help everyone.

Obviously. I mean, we're not delusional.

- Yeah, we can help a few.

Right, maybe four, a very manageable five...

six, tops.

Victor's refusing to cooperate if we don't help...

all of them.

- "All of them"?

How many are there? - 40...

so far.

- There are probably more. - How many more?

- Halloran...

put away close to 1,000 kids.

- "1,000"? - Yes.

We can't represent 1,000 kids.

Deck, what's that Eisenhower principle again?

- You really do listen.

When you have a problem you can't solve,

you make it bigger. - Thinking what I'm thinking?

- What are we thinking? - We do take all of them.

- Yes. - What?

- Bruiser, you want real money?

We make it a class action.

- You're early.

What's the craic?

- "The crack"? - The news.

She bought it. I'm in.

- In is step one, love.

Step two... become indispensable to her.