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Sumi: (on phone)
Congratulations!

You're part of the CBTV
comedy diversity workshop!

-Thank you.
-She got in!

Aren't you opening this firm
to help people like Jerod?

I'll do it
on one condition.

You quit Legal Aid
and come work for me.

You see that woman
in the jean jacket?

Her name's Yvonne Byers.

Is there any way
you can help her?

Hey, have you seen Dennis?

I can't come back
to the Coterie.

I think I've been trying
to find a way out of this,

when I need to find
a way through it.

We have a problem.

White supremacists?

They've flooded ACT-ivism.

We have to shut it down.

We're about to launch
a new social network app.

We can't be seen
catering to only those users
whose politics we agree with.

I understand.

It's your company. Your call.

But I can't be
a part of it anymore.

What about us?

I don't know.

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday,
dear Mariana ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

It's my birthday.

No, it's not.

Ow!

Thank you guys so much.

Yay!

♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

I'm Derek.

I write, act, and direct.

I'm like a less tragic,
more clothed Lena Dunham.

I'm Magdalena. Magda.

This season,
I tested for two pilots.

And my Harold team,
Taylor Grift,

just got
our own monthly show at UCB.

So, yeah,
I'm pretty much on fire.

I'm Sanjana.

I worked with
Second City in Chicago.

Since I moved to LA, I've done
pretty much everything,

from being a budtender

to an assistant manager
at a movie theater.

You can't hurt me.

Hi, I'm Stacey,

@NotActuallyLizzo on TikTok.

But you may know me
from my musical
Homages to Riverdale.

Shaun. Uh, I have
a YouTube channel,
Trans Fats.

'Cause I'm... trans.

Um, I actually just hit
a million followers.

But my real dream is to host
The Great British Baking Show.

I have a lot of
soggy bottom material.

Lindsay Brady.
I'm a stand-up.

I just finished up
a 36-city North American tour.

Your queer cousin in Arkansas
just absolutely loves me.

I'm Alice.

You sure we can't
scare a chair up for you?

Oh, no, it's okay.
I like it on the floor.

Whoever set up obviously
didn't get the memo!

Hello!

Normally, we have, uh,
six performers in the program.

Uh, but this year,
we made an exception.

No worries.
I don't need a seat.

I should've
sat down quicker anyway.

I was never good
at musical chairs.

Um, I've done some stand-up,
and I really like it.

And I have 312 followers
on Instagram.

Clearly,
she was the exception.

Well, then,
put your hands together.
Come on.

-Hello!

Woo!

Welcome, performers.
You're here. Welcome.

As your program director,
it is my job...

to make or break
your careers.

I'm kidding.

Seriously, this program

has launched
just some big talent and...

I mean, what a great time
to be diverse.

Am I right? Yeah?
Right? Come on.

Diversity is like
the new Black, right?

Even if you're not Black.

I can say that
because this comedy.

This is a safe space.

Not for me.
Not this white guy.

"Help me.
I need to work."

So, you could be
the next Tiffany Haddish.

The next Aubrey Plaza
in El Barrio.

Funny Indian guy, yeah?

You're gonna be
crazy and rich very soon.

You could be Pat.
Think about that.
Am I right?

I mean, this is the first day
of the rest of your life.

-Yes?
-I'm sorry.

-Who's Pat?
-Oh!

Pat was an SNL character.

Pat--
You didn't know if Pat

was a boy or a girl.

So, "Ugh" was the catchphrase.

It was very, very funny.
Yeah.

Here's to the yet-to-be-named
fight club ladies startup.

And to never having to work
with dumb-ass tech bros
ever again.

Amen to that.

Sorry, I was at the gyno.

Trying to squeeze in
all my doctors

before our health insurance
runs out.

Smart. Everyone get
your Pap smears.

We should talk
about money.

Uh, how long can...

everyone last until we have
to get another job?

I think I can go, like,
three months.

-Two.
-Same.

Three... weeks.

Sorry.

No, no, that's okay.

It's just, you know,
more motivation

to come up with
an amazing app idea

and get funded ASAP.

Claire:
There's this tech incubator

that does open pitch events
twice a year.

They have one
coming up in two weeks.

Two weeks?
That's...

not a lot of time.

I've had an idea
for a while.

What about an eco-friendly
bath and beauty product
delivery app?

We generate an algorithm

that tracks all the products
that our customers use

and how much they use,

then we ship them out
in reusable containers.

We can keep refilling them,
cutting down on waste.

I love it.

-Me too.
-Me too.

Uh, we could call it
Bulk Beauty.

Ooh, or BB for short.

Five minutes in,
and we've got a great idea!

Yeah, take that, Evan Speck!

We don't need
your white supremacist
protecting ass!

Another delivery
for you.

At your service.

Wow!
Who are those from?

They're from Evan.

Seems horny.

Ugh! DTF? Seriously--

Aww. "Down to fight for you."

Huh. Cute.

-May I?
-Yeah.

I love a good "F"
in the morning.

What are you gonna do?

You kind of left him hanging.

Yeah, well...

I mean, the girls quit
in solidarity with me

because of Evan.

I can't just turn around
and be like,

"Oh, yeah, by the way,
I'm also dating him."

Well, then, you need
to tell him that.

I know, and I will.

Uh, don't, don't.
Don't tell me who it is.

Calm down.
I didn't have time
to read the card.

This time.

Who's your secret admirer?

They're from my moms.
My moms.

Aww, what's the occasion?

It's my birthday.

-Why didn't you say something?
-Claire: Oh, my God!

-Happy birthday!
-Cheers!

Claire:
Let's drink.
Happy birthday.

I cannot
be late for work.

Excuse me. Hi.

Uh, we're still waiting
for our appointment
with DA Matthews.

I'm sorry, he was just called
into an emergency meeting.

Uh, Mr. Matthews.

Uh, my name's
Callie Adams Foster.

My client, Yvonne Byers, and I
had an appointment with you
at 10:00 a.m.

Sorry, something's come up.

Um, this is the third time
you've rescheduled
at the last minute.

I-- I can't keep dragging
my client down here.

Okay, uh,
I'll cut her fines in half

in exchange for 50 more
community service hours.

Wait, that's 350 hours now.

Look, she works two jobs
and has three kids.

How is she supposed to find
the extra time in her life?

It's the best last offer.
Take it or leave it.

Good morning.

Oh, uh, good morning.
Are you here for me?

No. I have a meeting
with the DA on Jerod's case.

But you're more than welcome
to join me.

She wants to take the deal.

Yeah,
of course she does.

I mean,
that's what they do.

They keep rescheduling
to wear you down

so you take the shitty deal.

Don't let her do it.

But he said
it's his best and last offer.

Bullshit. There's always
a better offer.

You can't trust
any of these assholes.

-Marc!

-Kathleen.
-Hi!

-Hello.
-Hello.

Uh, so,
we got in a fight

and Miss Neal told us
to come to your classroom.

What's up with that?

We raised attention
with the walk-out,

but we're still a long way

to getting
the diversion program abolished

and the police
out of our school.

In the meantime,
we need to make sure

that they don't send
any more of our kids to juvie.

Well, how do we do that?

Andre Johnson
has two strikes already.

One thing we can do
is stop sending them
to the principal

every time
they act out in class.

I hear that,
but what do
we do with them?

It's not fair to the kids
who want to learn.

What if we sent them
to each other?

During our free periods.

Well, how do we...
handle them?

We practice the restorative
justice initiative
we've been talking about.

I like that idea.

Yeah, me too.

I'm in.

Me too. Sounds great.

Well, Andre,
we're trying something new.

A better approach
to conflict resolution.

It's called
restorative justice.

What the hell
does that mean?

To be honest, I have no idea
what restorative justice is.

Oh. Well, don't worry.

I mean, I didn't either
until I joined the committee.

-Oops, sorry.
-It's okay.

Uh, basically,
it's just, uh, a change

in how we respond
to misbehavior.

Focusing
on mediation and agreement

rather than punishment.

So instead of sending you
to the principal's office,

we're going
to talk it through.

You know, take responsibility
for our actions

discuss how to repair the harm
you've caused each other.

Well, he started it.

No, man,
your face started it.

No, don't--
Don't hit each other.

-I can send you some articles.
-Thanks.

And thank you
for helping me clean up.

Oh, yeah. Of course.

No worries.

This Coterie thing
seems pretty cool.

What's communal living like?

Well, it has
its pros and cons.

Like, on the positive side,

there's always
someone to talk to.

And on the negative side,

there's always
someone to talk to.

I live alone
with a cat, so...

You're a cat person?

No, not really, um...

My ex, they were
a cat person,

and when they decided
that they weren't
a me person anymore,

they left
the both of us. So...

That sucks.

Yeah, uh...

You know, I'm...

I'm really glad
you joined
the equity committee.

Me too.

Don't worry, I think
you're gonna do great.

Thank you.

This is the talking ball.

Whomever is holding it
is talking.

And you can squish it
if you're nervous.

Who wants to start?

Guys, no!

Andre, don't do it!
Stop it!

No! Give me the ball!

Ha-ha!

Well, seeing as your client
assaulted a deputy,

I mean, my hands
are pretty much tied here.

What is
your best offer, Marc?

Well, as a favor to you,

we're just asking
for the minimum.

One year in jail.

With credit for good behavior
and time served,

he's out in six months.

Kathleen:
That seems fair.

All right, I will
take it to my client

and let you get back
to the golf course.

I wish.

Hey, what is this I hear,
you left your own firm?

Yes, I wanted to get back
to my beginnings,
in non-profit work.

I mean, God knows,
I have enough money.

Love to the family.

We will be in touch.

Sounds good.

I thought you said
there's always a better deal.

Not in this case.

We aren't talking about
a bunch of unpaid
parking tickets here.

The DA takes
assault of a sheriff

very seriously.

But they deprived him
of his medicine

and he was
defending himself.

Okay, we only have the word
of a mentally ill defendant.

We have no evidence,

no card to play.

Maybe if we
investigate the deputy?

Subpoena
his personnel records?

Maybe there
is a pattern of abuse.

If we could get
his personnel records.

And that would mean
going to trial.

So we go to trial.
Let a jury decide.

Okay, if we do that,

Jerod will be in jail
for at least a year,
maybe more.

And if we lose,
which is likely,

he could be in
for two or three years.

The longer he's in jail,
the worse he will fare.

It's the lesser
of two evils, Callie.

I suggest
if you want to help him,

you tell him
to take the deal.

-Whoosh.
-Whoosh.

Bang.

-Whoosh.
-Whoosh.

-Whoosh.
-Whoosh.

-Whoosh.
-Pow!

(groaning)

In six weeks,
you will do a sketch showcase

for Hollywood.

I mean, top producers,

the execs,

casting directors,

agents.

Alice, uh,
I didn't shoot you.

Oh, you didn't?

But you made gun gestures
with your hands.

Yeah, I'm just sending
the energy across the circle.

Oh. I got it. Pow.

-Whoosh.
-Whoosh.

Oh! We're doing this.

But... there's a twist.

Only five of you
will make it to showcase.

A mall.

A mall, okay.

That means two of you...

are not gonna make it.

Spaceship.

So, tomorrow,
you're gonna meet the writers.

I'd like you to, uh,
prepare a character
to audition with.

The idea is
to inspire the writers
to write for you. Okay?

Because why?

You gotta blow away
the competition.

A farm.

Ha-ha. Yes.

Al-- Alice.
Ms. Kwan, uh...

Are you just doing
'90s dance moves?

I was a sprinkler.

For the crops. Sir.

Eh, okay.

On that note, let's end there.

Hey, great first day
for most of us, huh?

Well done. Yes.

All right,
I will see you tomorrow.

Remember, you're bringing in
a character for the writers.

-So make it funny.
-Magda: Okay.

-Okay, great job.
-Thank you.

-Thank you.
-Thank you.

So... Scott is...

intense.

This must be where
the never-been comedians
wash up.

Listen, I've done, like,
three of these programs,

and unfortunately,
you gotta have to
grin and bear it.

So...

No, he's not that bad.

-Really?
-Really?

Have you not been here
the whole day with us?

Okay, he's old and white.
Give him a break.

No!

Hey.

Didn't Alice open for you
in Sacramento?

Yeah, she did. I--

I gave her
her first big break.

She's a total newbie.

Sucks that two of us
have to get cut now.

Pretty sure we all know
who's going home first.

Hey, should we
go grab a drink?

I think we could all use one
after what we just went through.
Right?

-Yeah.
-No kidding.

Margaritas?

- Oh, yes, please.
- Yeah.

-Yes!
- Whoo!

Or straight tequila?

Leave the bottle, you know.

Mr. G, you aren't really
still into Minecraft?

Yes, I am.

But someone keeps
burning down my house.

I don't know
what to do.

I mean, it's easy.

You just combine
both flint and steel

and then
you can hit 'em back.

Hmm, well, then we'll
just keep going back and forth

blowing up
each other's stuff
forever.

And nobody wins.

Like, when we all
keep tearing each other down,

get expelled from class,
it just...

It hurts everyone.

♪ Washing my face ♪

♪ We'll be home late ♪

♪ After the show ♪

♪ All of our friends
back in LA ♪

♪ The places we'd go ♪

♪ I'll keep it
and lock 'em away ♪

♪ Trying to place ♪

♪ Taking it slow ♪

Well, well, well. Looks like
I'm not the only one
whose day sucked.

Is it wine o'clock?
Hmm?

-Sure. Why not?
-Yay.

Do you wanna
talk about it?

Nope.
What about you?

Well, I suck as a teacher.

It probably
doesn't matter anyway

since I doubt
I'm gonna get
my third TFA year

because I joined
the teachers' walk-out
and the equity committee.

What happened?

Have you heard
of restorative justice?

Yeah.

-You have?
-Yeah.

Back in art school,

we volunteered at this
restorative justice program

for kids
who had gotten arrested.

Yeah, we taught them
how to express themselves
through art

instead of conflict.

They loved it, um,
and most of them
stopped getting into trouble.

Huh!

It was actually
one of my favorite projects.

What are you doing
tomorrow at 10:00?

This is getting ridiculous.

Who are those for?

Me.

What's the occasion?

-It's--
-It's her birthday.

Oh, my God!
Happy birthday.

Happy birthday.

Can't believe
it's your birthday.

Thank you.

How did we not know that?

How are you feeling?

I'm okay.

I just want
to go home.

Jerod, Jerod,
listen to me.

Is there anything else
you can tell me about
the guards who hurt you?

Do you mean like--
like their names?

No, no, we know
their names. Um...

What about
the one you hit?

Deputy Gaffney.

He's the one
who took my medicine.

You mean the one that
didn't give you your medicine?

No.

The one who took it
for himself.

Why would he take
your medicine for himself?

I don't know.

I just need to know
when I can go home.

Please.

What does
the big lawyer say?

Can she get me
out of here?

We're still working on it,
Jerod.

Okay?

You just need to be patient.

I can't accept these.

You have to stop
sending me gifts.

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday,
dear Mariana ♪

Okay, I had no idea

they were gonna
surprise me with a cake.

Well, maybe if you hadn't lied
about it being your birthday.

What was I supposed
to do?

The fight club girls were here
when Evan sent the flowers,

and then the balloons came.

Wait, balloons?

Okay, you need to talk to him.
Tell him to stop.

I did.

Would you like
to come in?

Sorry.

Uh, you were saying?

Uh, right. Um...

The gifts, they're--

They're not enough
to make up

for not shutting down
the app.

But you should know...

I've hired a group of moderators
to police the hate speech.

And Speckulate is no longer
going to be promoting the app.

Uh, in addition,
all the residual profits

are going to be donated
to the ACLU.

And all of this
should ensure that,

well, the app burns itself out
within a few months.

Or if not sooner.

What do you think?

He's doing everything
that he can to kill the app.

Yeah, everything
except shutting it down.

Yeah, well, at least
he's doing something.

So what did you do?

Well, I think that...

I would like to jump
on your trampoline.

It's not like he's
technically my boss anymore.

And as long as I keep
my personal and
professional life separate...

it's not exactly
a conflict of interest.

So, you didn't end it?

What are you gonna tell
the fight club girls?

Nothing. Now.

You know, but the second
that we get our seed money

and get things
up and running,

if I'm still dating Evan,
I will.

I will.

You realize you can't celebrate
your birthday this year?

But I love my birthday.

Just sayin'.

What, do you live here now?

My girlfriend does.

How was drinks?

Fine. How come
you didn't come out?

I wasn't invited.

I'm a "newbie."

Ah. And apparently...

you have
an invisibility cloak.

Look, everyone knows
that I was the exception
they made.

So maybe you were right.
Maybe I'm not ready.

Maybe I should just quit
before I get cut.

Or maybe you should
just finish what you started,

instead of giving up
because you had a bad day.

Isn't that what you want?

No.

I just didn't want
to compete with you
to get into the program.

But we both got in.

And now we have to compete
to stay in.

Maybe.

But not with each other.

The only competition you're in
is with yourself.

Why the heck are you being
so nice to me?

Because I gave you
your big break,

and I don't want you
to make me look bad.

I'm supposed to just come up
with a random character
overnight?

Look, I can't give you
all the answers.

Some of this you're gonna
have to figure out yourself.

You've got a bloody croûton
on your lip.

That's aggressive.

It me!

Hey, Mom.

Jean-Michel Basquiat...

started off
as a graffiti artist.

He had a tough time
growing up.

Really felt like
the world was stacked up
against him.

But he put all the stuff
that he was dealing with
into his art.

I related to that because...

I wasn't really good at talking
about my feelings as a kid.

The more people pressed me to,

the more I just shut down.

And then I realized
all the stuff that
I couldn't say in words,

I could say in art,
just like Basquiat.

And he was very successful.

By the time he was 20,
his paintings were selling
for thousands of dollars.

Hmm. That's cool.

Right?

So, I thought
instead of our talking circle,

Gael could help each of you
with some art projects.

What if we can't draw?

You can take pictures.

You can make a movie.

And everyone can draw.

Art doesn't have to be hard
or intimidating.

It can be just fun.

So, you want us to, what,
finger paint?

Yeah, if that's what
you wanna do.

So, I brought some paint,

I brought some canvases,
and some clay.

-I'll do the clay.
- I'll make a movie.

- Hey!
-Hey.

-What's up?
-Nothing.

I was just, uh,
checking in to see
how it's going.

Oh, well,
it is going great!

Thank you so much
for checking in on me.

-Okay, great!
-All right, awesome.
See ya later.

Great.

So, like,
are you a successful artist?

Ugh. No, not really.

You mean, not yet.

Right. Not yet.

I will have
a big bacon cheeseburger
with a side of...

open your eyes, man!

They're poisoning us,
and they're not even trying
to hide it!

Okay, well, is that a regular
"Open your eyes," or a diet?

Ah, and scene. Great!

Ha-ha, yes.
Uh, solid work.

Come on down. Nice.
Nice hat, Derek.

Hats are funny. Hats are funny.
Okay, who's up?

Um, yeah, let-- let's do
Lindsay and Alice.

Come on down.

-Man: Always very funny.
-Scott: Yeah.

Okay, okay.

Um, let's put you two
in a job interview.

And go!

So, uh, how long
you been fly-fishin'?

Never. I need job
for divorce my husband.

-Hey, Mom--
-Your father crazy!

I selling makeup
so I can get divorce.

What?

-Why?
-He leave cup of water
everywhere.

Kitchen table, water.

Nightstand, water.

Mahjong table, water.
Everywhere!

Water!

You, uh, got something
against water?

Ai. He also chew so loud.
Like a wood chopper.

Ka-cha, ka-cha,
crunch, crunch.

He drive me crazy!
He crunch me to die!

I'm just looking
for somebody to sell bait.

If I sell makeup,
I get pink car.

I don't wear makeup,
I sell bait.

You know, wet flies,
streamers, nymphs,
poppers.

Aiya, nymphs and poppers,
you sound like gay bar.

What about your friend?

She need concealer.

You have bag under eye.

Could use concealer.

I'm not selling makeup...

To my friends.

I send you catalogue, okay?

Pass it.

People want to look pretty
when fly-fishing.

Attract more fish.

I send you catalogue.

Yes!
All right, and scene.

-That is how you do it, huh?

That was great.
Great work, Alice.

Why did you tell the kids
that you weren't
a successful artist?

You're a great artist.

Thanks, but...

I guess it just feels like

I'm falling behind
a lot of my friends
from art school.

After we graduated,

most of them
did unpaid internships
with successful artists

who... are helping
promote their careers now.

So, why didn't you do that?

Because I didn't have
wealthy parents,

and I needed to get a job
to pay for my student loans.

So, is it too late
to do that now?

I mean,
if you can afford to do it?

My friend does know an artist
who's looking.

He works at night.

I could do gig work
during the day.

But just...

I don't know,
it just feels like
I'm starting over.

I should just be
so much further along
by now.

Hey, wait.
Look. Listen.

A lot of my friends from college
already have their masters.

I'm doing this job
so I can get mine paid for.

We're all
on our own timeline.

It does not matter
how fast we get there,
just that we do.

Who cares
how long it takes?

So the first few months,
we'll measure how much product
is being sent back.

So... does this mean
you're coming back
to Speckulate?

No. The girls and I
need to be on our own
right now.

Plus, uh,
we're really excited
about this idea.

Gina: We can send alerts
with offers for seasonal items
like sunscreen.

Mariana?

-Yeah?
-Everything okay?

It's called Bulk Beauty.
What do you think?

I think
it's a bad idea.

Wow!

Don't hold back.

Okay.

You're coders.

You have no experience
in retail,

brand management,
distribution.

You'd be in
way over your heads.

Mariana:
Yeah. No, every--
everything's fine.

It's just...
You know, we're coders.

We don't have
any retail experience,

brand management,
or distribution.

So what are you suggesting?

Start with something small,
generate some capital.

Like, um... a game app.

Maybe we start simpler,
like a game app.

Something wrong?

I mean, you...
kind of just crapped
all over our idea.

You told me
not to hold back.

I was being sarcastic.

Oh.

I don't get sarcasm.

It's not the idea itself
that's bad.

It's just--
It's too big of an idea
to start with.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

We're just so new at this.

You know, and we need
to make money

before we run through
our savings.

I'm afraid that
if we start so big,
we'll fail.

-That makes sense.
-Yeah.

Okay.
So, we start small.

What's the next
Candy Crush?

-Ah! Oh, I'm so sorry.
-Sorry--

Oh, no, I just--
I came, like,
barreling around the corner.

No, no, no. I had
my head in the clouds.
I'm so sorry.

No, it's--
it's totally okay.

-Here you go.
-Oh, thank you!

-That's all of them.
-Yeah.

Um, I'll take that.
Thanks!

So, do you garden?

What?

You have a green thumb.

-Well...
-That's good!

Oh, um, listen...

I'm-- I'm really sorry
if I was, um...

rude earlier.

Rude? No.
No, not at all.

Well, I didn't mean
to shove you
out of my classroom.

It wasn't a shove,
it was--

It was more like a--
like a herding-type action.

Like I was a stray cow or...

something you had
to get on back in the barn.

That's bad.
This analogy sucks.

No, no, no.
No, I-- I suck.

Um... I did read
those articles you sent
on restorative justice.

And I tried it with my kids,

but it sort of devolved
into an unruly game
of dodgeball.

Anyway, I asked my friend,
who's an artist,
to come work with the kids.

Totally cheated.

No. That's not ch--
Here.

That's not cheating,
that's being a good teacher.

A good teacher
could handle them
themselves, like you.

I saw you talking to your class
about that video game.

Okay, but here's the thing.

I don't play Minecraft.

Or any video games.

I just-- I watch
these influencers
on YouTube

so I can act like I know
what I'm talking about.

-Um, It's just a way
to connect with the kids.
-Huh!

-So, I'm-- Yeah, me,
total cheater.
-Yeah.

Which is not only allowed,
but sometimes necessary.

-Davia.
-Oh, God!

I was looking for you.

Wanted to see
if you received your email

from Teach for America yet.

I have not checked
my email yet today.

Maybe you should.

What was that about?

All this being a moot point
because I'm clearly
getting fired.

"We are pleased to inform you

that your contract
for a third year
has been renewed"!

That's fantastic!

Oh, my God.
I can't believe it!

Oh!

We should get a drink.

Uh...

And a pleasure it is
to see you again so soon.

I assume we're here
to wrap this up?

Well, Marc, I really wish
that was why we were here,

but we have a problem.

Some new information
has come to light.

And our client claims
that Deputy Gaffney,
the one he retaliated against--

Assaulted.

Sure.

Anyway, apparently,

the reason why our client
was not on his meds
at the time,

was because Deputy Gaffney
took them.

For himself, or to sell.

And who would buy
anti-psychotics?

Addicts.

Apparently, if you mix them
with cocaine or meth,

it can heighten the euphoria.

Well, it's very interesting,

but you have no proof
he took them, so...

What we have
is a potential pattern.

I, uh--
I did some digging,

and apparently,
Deputy Gaffney was fired

from a job
as a corrections officer
in New Mexico

for suspicion of stealing
inmates' medication.

She's good, isn't she?

She just passed the bar.

Ha! I know how to pick 'em.

Yeah.

Well, suspicion isn't proof.

But...

Look, considering
our relationship,

I'm willing
to take a little heat

from the sheriff's union
on this one.

Six months.
Out in three months or less.

Well, Marc,
because of our relationship,

I am not going to pretend
to take that offer
under consideration.

Let's just cut to the chase.

What is your real best offer?

Bottom line.

You're killing me,
Kathleen.

You love it.

Okay.

Because it's you.

Oh, I am gonna catch
major hell for this.

All right.

Three months,
plus time served.
Out in 30 days.

Thank you, Marc.

I sincerely appreciate
you going out on a limb for me.

But we're gonna take
this one to trial.

-How do you feel?
-About what?

The fact that Alice
literally stole the scene.

Guess we're all on
the chopping block now.

Hey!
Your fly-fishing character
was really funny.

Thanks. But the, uh,
writers didn't seem
to think so.

-But you killed. Congrats.
-Thanks!

You're lucky.
You have your ethnicity
to fall back on.

We're going to trial?

That depends on the DA.
Maybe.

But that means Jerod
will be stuck
in jail for longer.

Up to a year or more,
you said.

We-- We could have
got him out in 30 days.

With nothing!

This is more than
just a trial.

We have the potential
for a lawsuit.

We could get the city
to settle for millions.

And then we can forget
picking up PD overflow cases

for a few hundred dollars
a pop.

We can really expand,

offer new resources
for people in need.

And what about Jerod?

I mean, you said
the longer he's in jail,
the worse off he'll be.

But then when he gets out,

he'll have money
for follow-up care
and a roof over his head.

Shouldn't we at least take
the 30-day deal to Jerod?

No. Absolutely not.

He's going
to be short-sighted,

and he's going
to want to take it.

This is a win-win all around.
Trust me.

Are you here
with the diamond dust?

Uh, no. I--
I'm the new intern.

The new intern?

Who are you?

The new intern.

-Oh, Gael, right?
-Yeah.

We spoke on the phone.

Gideon, mate,
thanks for your service
but you're fired.

Gael, with me.

Oi! Over here.

So I'm doing
this new project

inspired by
the aurora borealis,

and I need
to channel the spirit

of the early
Icelandic artists.

So, whatever tools
the Norsemen used, I need.

Um, well, where...
do I find the Norsemen tools?

Well, if I knew that,
I wouldn't need
an intern now, would I?

Right. Yeah.

Right, yeah.

Why are you still here?

♪ Can't deny it ♪

♪ The stitches came out
really quick ♪

♪ And I'm staring at the face
looking back in the mirror ♪

I got my third year,
exclamation point.

I wish you were here
to celebrate, exclamation point.

A drink?

Oh, uh, well--

If you don't drink, we can--
Uh, we can get a coffee

and a celebratory scone.

No, I definitely drink.

But, um...

I'm kind of
seeing someone
who lives at the Coterie.

I think. Um,
it's really complicated.

Um, but that's just
assuming, you know,
you meant drink, drinks.

Which maybe you didn't.
Maybe, you meant
co-worker drinks.

And, oh, my God.
I'm totally embarrassed.

You don't have to be
embarrassed.

Although,
maybe I should be?

-No. No.
-It's okay. It's okay.

Uh, a girl like you
is not going to be single.
Clearly.

Uh... whoever it is,
is a lucky guy.

Or a girl. Or a person.

♪ Nothing left for me ♪

♪ Either way ♪

I can't come back
to the Coterie.

I can't be the man that
you deserve to love you.

Okay.

Uh, do what you gotta do.

Just promise me,
you won't disappear, please.

Let me know
how you're doing.

I will.

Okay. Bye.

♪ What you need is
what I wanna give you ♪

♪ But it's in you either way ♪