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ANNOUNCER:
This week on Young at Heart,
Trina discovers

that her 68-year-old mother
was chosen over her.

-Oh-ho-ho, slam.
-But that's the risk
in pod-life.

What will Dylan say
when he realizes

-the sexy voice
he has been flirting with...
-(doorbell buzzes)

-...is applying for
Social Security next week?
-Who is it?

And that's not the only surprise
in store for Dylan...

(banging on door)

(TV continues playing
indistinctly)

CHARLES:
What are you doing?

Are you in the shower
or something?

Let's go.

I didn't buzz you in,
Mr. Lester.

CHARLES:
Yes, because I tipped
your doorman.

I told you, I prefer
we meet at the office.

This isn't business.

Hey...

Nice apartment.

But you need somewhere
to sit, though.

I-I just moved in.

Cashing all those
Ben-Baruch checks, I see.

(Carmen scoffs)

Well, I've come
to whisk you away.

Here, change into this.

What is it?

A ball gown.
You know, the mice sewed it.

Mr. Baruch requests
your presence at a crypto prom.

Everything old is made new again

if you put "crypto"
in front of it.

Let's go.

I'm your Fairy Godmother.

♪ I know you got to hype me up ♪

♪ It's time for you
to watch me strut... ♪

This is my least favorite
part of the job:

socializing.

I would so much rather
be sitting at home

listening to old radio serials.

What does that mean?

God, youth today.

Have you ever heard
of Jack Benny,

or Fibber McGee and Molly?

They were the funniest comedies
of the old radio era.

No blood, no swearing,
no violence.

Just good clean fun.

How did you get
into this business, Mr. Lester?

John Gotti.

I used to be his driver.

And then he sent me
to law school.

-Why are you doing this, Carmen?
-What?

Being a lawyer?

No.

Liz and Diane are lawyers.
You're the law.

(chuckles)

I take my clients seriously,
that's all.

You're like me.

I walk down the street,

and I know who
the real people are:

the ones who can kill me.

They're not the largest.
They're not the loudest.

They're people like you and me,
easily dismissed,

but who can take down anyone
in a blink of an eye.

♪ It's time for you
to watch me strut ♪

Here he comes.

♪ I know you've got to
hype me up ♪

♪ It's time for you
to watch me strut... ♪

It fits. I'm glad.

Yes, your measurements
were very accurate, sir.

BEN-BARUCH:
I'm good at sizing up women.

I'm so glad you could
make it, Carmen.

Thank you, sir.

Did you need me for something?

I want you to meet
a few of these connections.

Crypto has made a lot of
multimillionaires overnight.

-Do they need lawyers?
-We all need lawyers.

The Biden administration
wants to shape crypto

for its own needs.

The more we band together,
the better.

What is it?

Do you know that man?

No. Why?

I think he's an undercover cop.

-How do you know?
-I just do.

Let's go, Mr. Baruch. This way.

Everybody fucking freeze.
I said freeze!

Excuse me, Officers.
This is a private party.

We have a warrant.

I'm Mr. Baruch's
personal attorney...

Mr. Charles Lester,
you're under arrest

for the murder of Gal Avivi.

You have the right
to remain silent...

-CHARLES: Carmen.
-Is this necessary?

Carmen, get me bail.

(Bach's Goldberg Variations
playing)

(turns music off)

-Welcome back.
-Thank you.

I am...

really back.

Would you like to join me?

Hmm.

-Who is your florist?
-LYLE: I don't know. Why?

It's always
so beautiful in here.

(quietly):
God.

The colors are
tickling my brain.

I worry that I don't see enough
of the beauty of the world.

Why do you say that?

Curse of the progressive.

If one person is suffering,

you can't enjoy your life.

It's like the opposite
of that Bruegel painting.

The Fall of Icarus?

Oh, my God.
Get out of my brain.

Yes.

-Do you know what
I'm gonna say next?
-Maybe.

But I'd like to hear you say it.

Well, The Fall of Icarus
is this beautiful landscape,

everyone enjoying the day,

and in this tiny little corner,

Icarus falls from the sky
and drowns.

But I don't see it that way.

In my landscape,

Icarus is in the foreground
drowning massive,

and this tiny,
beautiful landscape

is just in the background.

You're a lifeguard.

Mm? What does that mean?

Well, we always need people
to save us.

Oh, nobody likes a savior.

Saviors don't tell jokes.
(laughing)

(chuckles)

So, let's talk about

your reaction
to the last treatment.

You said you were floating
in your office?

Yes, about four feet
above the ground.

And was that a pleasant
or an unpleasant feeling?

I don't know.
It didn't scare me.

Can I argue in court like this?

-Like how you are right now?
-Mm.

I don't see why not.

Why, do you think
it'll hurt your performance?

Well, sometimes I need
to be angry to do my job.

And, um, I'm not angry.
(laughs)

Maybe you'll be better at
your job if you're not angry.

-So, Diane, I have
some homework for you.
-Oh, my God.

That's my favorite thing
in the world.

I was always
so good at homework.

Hit me with it.

Do you know
what doomscrolling is?

I do. Guilty.

Okay, so for the next 72 hours,
I want you to stop.

No doomscrolling.

Don't look at your phone,
don't look at your computer.

Turn off all news alerts.
Don't watch MSNBC, any of it.

-Why?
-Because the way
you feel right now

is partly a function
of our treatment

but partly a function of you
changing your habits.

We have to change your habits.

otherwise you'll grow too
dependent on coming to see me.

What if I like
coming to see you?

Then you and I will become
too attached to one another.

(indistinct shouting)

CAMDEN:
Look, we're in a building phase.

Don't judge the Chicago Crows
by last season.

Judge us by the next one.

We're getting a new head coach.

And we're gonna kick ass
this year.

-Is that you, sir?
-Yes, of course.

And this clip on
Sports Desk with Bill Gettes,

that's your office
in the background,

the general manager's office?

-CAMDEN: It is.
-And, uh, let's do this.

Let's magnify your little
whiteboard back there.

Do you see that?
Those-those words there?

Can you read that?

Uh, number three.
What does that say?

Objection.
He didn't write that.

I didn't say he did. All I asked
is, could he read it?

Overruled.

Answer the question, sir.

It says, "Rooney Rule."

And what does that mean?
Rooney Rule?

Look, I was really considering
your client for the position.

-Darren, I gave you
a fair hearing.
-BROCHARD: Mr. Camden, no.

You answer the question.
You don't just talk.

-What's the Rooney Rule?
-CAMDEN: It's a rule
that I have to give

due diligence to interviewing
Black candidates

for the coach position
before I hire who I want.

Sounds like you have
a little chip on your shoulder.

-Objection.
-Withdrawn.

I just like provoking you, Al.

-It's Alma.
-BROCHARD: Wait, wait.

Don't provoke.

RI'CHARD:
What does number four
up there say?

-"Hire Schlockin."
-That would be Kurt Schlockin?

The white coach
you eventually hired?

ALMA:
Objection.
He didn't make this list.

And this list wasn't made
before the coach was hired.

And if I spent five more minutes
on Mr. Lane's question,

I could probably come up
with five more objections.

Well, let's take
those objections, one at a time.

-I would like a ruling...
-BROCHARD: Overruled.

Let's keep this going.

So the Rooney Rule
forced you to interview

a Black candidate, Mr. Camden,
but you already knew

-the white coach you wanted?
-ALMA: Objection.

-Don't answer that.
-Okay.

I won't embarrass you
any further, Mr....

General Manager.

Go ahead, Alma.

I'd love to hear
what you have to say.

Just one question.

Did race enter into the hiring
of your coach?

No.

I just thought
Darren wasn't as good.

Sorry, Darren.

And that's all she wrote,
Your Honor.

Mr. Baptiste and his
very capable lawyers

are suing us for no good reason
other than sour grapes.

He wasn't hired.
Somebody else was.

Too bad. So sad.

Why don't we let the evidence
speak for itself, Alma?

Hold on, everyone.
(clears throat)

As you know, I love football.

My favorite holiday
is the Super Bowl.

(clears throat)

But given that this is
just a motion to dismiss,

I don't need all the crosstalk.

-Anything else?
-LIZ: Uh, yes.

Just one more thing, Your Honor.

Mr. Camden, in the
Chicago Crows' 100-year history,

have they ever hired
a Black head coach?

I don't know.

What about signing
a Black quarterback?

-I don't keep track.
-Well,

for future reference,
they haven't.

And isn't it true
that our client is one of

the only non-white
defensive coaches

that the Chicago Crows
have ever hired?

-It's not about race.
-Can you answer the question?

Otherwise I'm just gonna
have to keep asking it.

It's true.

-Good cross.
-Thank you.

You, too.
You're very good at this.

It's my fourth favorite thing.

(chuckles)
Dare I ask?

Well, sex, food, music...

cross-examination.

(indistinct chanting)

(loud bang)

(crowd screaming)

(notification chimes)

♪ ♪

(phone chimes)

-What's this?
-(indistinct chatter)

My dad's case.
His legal team.

DIANE:
I thought you were
his legal team.

I'm one part of it.

The part that's told
to "shut up and listen."

-Can you help me?
-Yes.

So you want email...

No news. No Twitter.
No Facebook.

Okay, but are you sure?

How are you gonna keep track
of these protests?

Well, I guess you'll tell me

if anything
life-threatening happens.

-(chuckles)
-You seem happier
than usual, Diane.

Well, I've decided to focus
on the good things in life

and ignore the things
I can't control.

And how are you doing that?

I think this is the first step.

No doomscrolling.

And my cell phone.

I give you 12 hours.

Then you'll be coming back to
me, begging me to reverse it.

Nope.

That's a very pretty jacket
on you, Marissa.

Bright.

Thank you, Diane.

CARMEN:
Lisa Riderman.

She defended
the Rothman hit man last year.

Reduced his sentence
to five years.

-What?
-Or Donny Gala.

Of Gala, Evans & Associates.

He's been at it for 20 years.
Great guy.

What is this?

What are-- what are you
talking about?

These are criminal lawyers
who can defend you, Mr. Lester.

I can't.

-But you're my choice.
-I work for Mr. Baruch.

It is a complete conflict
of interest.

He's being investigated
for the murder, too.

And I cannot represent
both of you.

You can if I give permission.

You can put up a Chinese wall
between his interests and mine.

Look, I would advise
going with Donny Gala.

I've already made
a call for you.

But, Carmen,
you're my good luck charm.

Those guys cannot protect me
the way that you can protect me.

I need your help.

Mr. Lester.

I am trying to protect you
by doing this.

Please know that.

'Cause Mr. Baruch has asked you
to back out, right?

-No.
-You've spoken to him.

-I...
-Didn't he talk to you?

This is just me.

I'm sorry. I will...

-I will have Donny
get in touch with you.
-Carmen...

I'm sorry, Mr. Lester.

(door clanging)

(lock buzzes, latch clicks)

$100,000.

Won't go higher,
and we'll need an NDA.

You know, Alma,
I've always respected you.

But when did you start...?

(laughing):
Yada yada yada.

God, do you like playing
the co-opted card

when it suits you.

Your client
just admitted to racism.

These are the same accusations
that Brian Flores put out there.

No. No, no, no.
We are not taking $100,000.

Well, it was good talking
to you.

I-I would like to say to you,
Mr. Goate,

I know you're worth $3.5 billion

and you're financing this suit,

but the league will never
admit to racist hiring.

Ever.

So Baptiste should collect
his winnings now and stop.

Ask him, how many games

did Colin Kaepernick
start this season?

Or last.

Ah, Ri'Chard Lane
for Mr. LaShawn.

Oh, are we done here?

Uh, I-I thought I'd call
another team owner.

Pete LaShawn.

Hey, hey, I-I've got
a-a team lawyer here

who is arguing collusion
among the 32 team owners.

That-that no one will hire
our client because he's suing.

Just seeing if you agree.

(whispering):
I'll see you in court.

The league has deep pockets.

Bill, how far you willing to go?

I got deep pockets, too.

I know Nelson the team owner.

He won't go down
without a fight.

But there's something
that strikes fear

into the heart
of every team owner.

-What?
-CTE.

That's right.
Traumatic head injuries.

The judge will never
allow that in.

That has nothing to do
with racial discrimination.

GOATE:
One thing I've come to learn
about professional football.

Everything has
a racial dimension.

I'm on it.

(siren wailing in distance)

♪ ♪

BEN-BARUCH:
You need a lock box
for this, Car.

Mr. Baruch, this is...

I'd rather have business
handled at work.

And I'd rather have
business handled.

I'm not a big fan
of the Heckler & Koch.

Let my guys buy you
something else.

I'm fine.

I heard you visited
Charles in prison

and backed out as his lawyer.

Yes.

I have a conflict of interest.

Because you represent me?

That's right.

And I'm being investigated
for the murder?

Yes.

That's why I want you to be
Charlie's lawyer.

It's a bad idea, sir.

I give you my permission.

Even more than that,
I'm asking you to represent him.

But if I clear him,
you could be in trouble.

Exactly, that's why
you won't clear him.

He's your scapegoat?

I don't like that word.

Leviticus: "Aaron shall place
both his hands

"on the head of the live goat

"and confess over it
all the iniquities

"of the people of Israel,
all their sins,

"putting them on the head
of the goat,

and sending it away
into the wilderness."

I can't do that, Ben.

I need you to be
Charlie's lawyer.

He wants you.

And I want you.

And you need to represent him.

And lose.

Good luck.

(door opens)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(laughing)

DIANE:
Whoa, whoa, whoa,
could you hold the door, please?

(elevator bell dings)

Wow, Ms. Lockhart.

Carmen, I didn't see you.

-Would you like some flowers?
-Oh, I'm good.

Did you come from a funeral?

Oh, no. But if you get
to the flower shop before 9:00,

they have some really
good deals.

I just want to make
the downstairs cheerier.

Have you ever seen
Metropolis?

Uh, what is that?
A movie?

It's a Fritz Lang movie
where the workers live

in this underworld
of gray and dark.

Here, why don't you at least
take-take these flowers?

Oh, no, um...

-But I'll help you.
-Okay.

Aw, you didn't have to do that.

What is this?
A bribe?

-Professor Callas.
-Carmen Moyo.

Row four, seat "J."

You really kept a low profile
in Legal Procedure 101.

-You're the prosecutor?
-After COVID, I left school,

went back to my first love:

putting dirtbags
like your client in prison.

I hear you're, uh, you're
a force to be reckoned with.

-Could you excuse me?
-Of course.

-Oh, no, no, keep some.
-Uh, maybe later.

Uh, this isn't a meeting
for flowers.

Oh, ah, tell me if you need me.

I should be fine.

CALLAS:
Yeah, so everybody in
the S.A.'s Office is, like,

shaking in their boots
going up against you.

I had to look at the name twice

to see if it was
the same Carmen Moyo

who barely said five words
in lecture.

What have you got for me,
Professor?

Some advice.

Have your client plead guilty.

He could end up with 30 years
instead of a life sentence.

Who are we talking about?

Oh, right.

Too many dirtbags
to keep track of.

Charles Lester.

In case you forgot
what he looks like,

that's him.

Time stamp has him
leaving the scene

right after the murder.

Now I see why you have
so many clients

who are the worst of the worst.

You were a wallflower
no one noticed,

and you finally found
the people who notice you.

-So, is this discovery?
-Uh, no, this is an iPad.

I will send you a link.

But listen to me, Carmen.
You're gonna lose.

Professor Callas,

I kept detailed notes
of your lectures.

Thursday, June 2019:

"Always throw off your opponent

by questioning their personal
life and their choices."

(chuckles):
Ooh, that's good.

-Did I say that?
-You did.

-Very informative.
-Hmm.

This is gonna be
a lot harder than you think.

You revealed too much
of yourself in your lectures.

Uh-huh.

I'll see you in court.

♪ ♪

(notification chimes)

Oh.

(sighs softly)

Why am I not doing anything?
Where are my cases?

DEVIN:
It's crazy what's going on
in Florida right now.

-No, Texas, not Florida.
-I heard it was Florida.

What news sources are
you guys listening to?

ASSOCIATE:
I'm pretty sure it's Texas.

DEVIN:
Okay, well...

No, it's a new law in Texas.
Women are being outlawed.

-Wait, I can't believe...
-What is it?

What's going on?

A law they just passed in Texas.

Hold on.

Marissa told us not to say

-anything to you.
-What?

-Why not?
-You're trying
to avoid the news.

DIANE:
No.

Sorry, Ms. Lockhart.

We've been given instructions.

(sighs)

Marissa.

Mm-hmm?

Can we have a minute?

So here's my thinking.

Just throttle my news surfing.
Don't turn it off completely.

Diane, I'm sorry.
You're a better person this way.

Your surfing privileges
have been cut off.

I mean, look at
all these flowers.

They're beautiful.

Marissa, I just want
to catch a glimpse

of what's going on.

-That's all.
-Nope.

Carmen, thank you.

I-I met that other lawyer
you sent me.

I-I just didn't like him.

There's something I want
to show you, Mr. Lester.

It's evidence
the S.A. showed me.

This is the bodega where
Gal Avivi was murdered.

And that time code there,

that's ten minutes
after the shooting.

-That isn't me.
-It is you.

I'm not a good person,
but I'm telling you the truth.

This isn't me.

Is there some way
you can prove it isn't you?

I'm a creature of habit.

At that time, I was taking a
contemplative walk by the lake.

Many people saw me.

Well, they probably
didn't notice me

'cause I'm not noticeable.
(exhales)

So, you want to maintain
your innocence?

Only because this is one rare
instance when I am innocent.

Please help me.
I-I-I trust you.

What's up?

I'm trying to figure out
if someone deepfaked a client.

What exactly do you need
to pull one off?

It's fairly simple, actually.

As long as you've got
a video of their head

and a pretty clear angle of
their face, you're good to go.

Here you go, Jay.

-What's going on with you two?
-Nothing. I-I-I don't know.

Um, here.

I'll send you the video
of Mr. Lester's head.

Can you see if it's a deepfake?

And the S.A.'s Office did it?

No, I think it could be
my other client Ben-Baruch.

Really?

Come to me first.
Even if it's a deepfake.

-I'm not sure I'll use it.
-Why not?

I just want to consider it.

-ALMA: Mr. Baptiste,
good afternoon.
-Good afternoon to you.

(explosion outside)

BROCHARD:
Uh, don't worry.

They'll tell us
if we need to seek cover.

-(alarms blaring outside)
-Go ahead.

So, you were the Chicago Crows'
senior defensive adviser

-for five years?
-For those in court

who are unfamiliar with
what a defensive adviser does,

-could you summarize?
-BAPTISTE: A defense adviser

helps set the tone
for the unit at practice.

He, uh, crafts
the defensive game strategy.

He's-he's sort of like
middle management

between the head coach,

the assistant coaches,
and players.

Thank you.

I knew, but I wanted
others in court to know.

And during those five years,

have there been any complaints
from the players

about your style of leadership?

So, I see you're checking
with your lawyers.

Let me make room for you
so you can see

their signals undeterred.

-Objection.
-BROCHARD: Sustained.

Not necessary, Counselor.

Isn't it true that several
white players have complained

that you create
racial tension on the team?

I toughen our players
to make them better.

Neither I nor the other
coaching staff

ever took any complaints
seriously.

So, you're saying that there
were blatant racial complaints,

and no one took them seriously?

BAPTISTE:
No. Defensive units

tend to be more Black
across the league.

And offensive units tend to be

more white at the line
and quarterback.

-This is true.
-Defensive units also

tend to be, uh, more aggressive
at practice, right?

So the structure of the team,
it naturally sets

white and Black players
against each other.

-But this is the league.
-ALMA: Okay.

What about your
pepper grinder hand signal?

RI'CHARD AND LIZ:
Objection.

Relevance?

Uh, Mr. Baptiste,
please explain the...?

It's a signal.

It's a signal
for defensive units

to go after someone
on the offensive unit.

To ground them up like pepper.

Ah, so to clarify,
you have a hand signal

for the Black players
to grind up the white players?

RI'CHARD AND LIZ:
Objection.

-Relevance?
-BROCHARD: Overruled.

And perhaps one of you
could object at a time.

Please answer the question.

No.

We're trying to toughen
all our players, that's all.

Really.
There is nothing racial here.

ALMA:
No further questions,
Your Honor.

BROCHARD:
The witness is excused.

♪ ♪

What is this?

Things to keep your hands busy.

You want to stop doomscrolling.
Here you go.

-Marissa, I am not ten.
-I know, because that
would be easier.

Here's some Play-Doh.

An emoji that spits
up when you squeeze it.

Spinners.

Locking bricks.

And some tops.

It'd be easier just to let me
check my news sites.

Have fun.

DIANE:
Here.

Thanks.

You look stressed.

Just waiting for Ms. Reddick
to come back from court.

Oh, well, that let out
a while ago.

She probably went home.
What do you need?

I am serving two masters--

one I know is guilty
and one I know is innocent.

The guilty one wants me
to represent

the one that's innocent,

but just so I can
get him convicted.

Hmm.

Is the one who is guilty
a client of the firm?

-Yes.
-And the one who's innocent?

Also a client.

Can you hand off the one who's
innocent to another lawyer here?

No.

Not without putting
myself in danger.

Well, if all things were equal--
which I know they're not--

you shouldn't be
representing either of them.

And at a minimum,

you should not be representing
the one who's innocent.

I agree.

But you feel you have no option?

-Yes.
-Hmm.

When is your first court date?

Tomorrow.

Motion to dismiss.

Well...

With more drinking
comes more clarity.

(chuckles softly)

♪ ♪

Good to see you, Carmen.

Good luck.

♪ ♪

(exhales softly)

CARMEN:
Mr. Lester,

how are you doing today?

Fine.

Good, because we may need
to put you on the stand.

Ms. Lockhart, I didn't know
you were on this, too.

I thought I'd see
what I could do.

Sound good, Carmen?

How's this gonna work?

I do my best, you do your worst.

CALLAS:
Gal Avivi. 37 years old.

A father of three.

He was brutally murdered
by Charles Lester

for cooperating
with law enforcement.

These images are
certainly inflammatory,

but they're hardly evidence
against Mr. Lester.

We object to their introduction.

Are you concerned that I'll be
swayed by a few vivid images?

No, only that you'll be
reversed in appeal.

Mr. Lester has
a well-established reputation

for serving Chicago's most
notorious criminals.

So, now we indict by reputation?

CALLAS:
Lemond Bishop,

Oscar Rivi, Ben-Baruch.

Ms. Lockhart is right.

I don't hold any lawyer's
tendency to represent

disreputable clients
against him... or her.

DIANE:
Section 114 of
the Illinois Code says,

"Charges must be dismissed
if they're based solely

on the testimony
of an incompetent witness."

-Who's the incompetent witness?
-You, Mr. Callas.

You seem to be testifying,
spewing allegations

right, left and center,
without offering

-a shred of hard evidence.
-Right.

Except that I have evidence,
Your Honor.

A video.
Let me play it for you now.

♪ Hallelujah. ♪

-Ms. Lockhart.
-(mouths)

CALLAS:
This video shows Charles Lester

leaving the scene
of the crime at 12:32 a.m.,

shortly after the neighbors

reported hearing gunshots
and called the police.

Your Honor,

we believe there is
more than enough evidence

to hold Mr. Lester
over to trial.

We ask that you dismiss
the defense's motion.

Defense?

Your Honor, we would like
to call a witness.

Max Fisherwood. I'm...

You probably know
who I am, but...

do you want me to say it?

That would be helpful.

I am the team doctor
for the Chicago Crows.

So you know all about

the Chicago Crows' injury
records and their system?

-Yes.
-Then I'd like to ask you about

incidents of...
CTE on the Crows.

Shut this shit down,
you shut this shit down.

Yeah, Your Honor,
we strenuously object

to opening this line
of questioning.

Alma, dear, I haven't
even started.

CTE has nothing to do
with this case.

-It's a smokescreen.
-(bangs gavel)
-BROCHARD: Hold on.

I know a lot about football,

but I also know that this is
totally problematic

and has a lot of conservatives

in an uproar about what they're
teaching kids these days.

Your Honor, I think you're
referring to CRT,

critical race theory?

Am I, now?

LIZ:
Chronic traumatic
encephalopathy.

CTE?

It's repeated head injuries,
Your Honor.

Yes.
Now I remember.

(clears throat)
And how is this relevant

to a case about racial bias?

It's not.
It's a Trojan horse.

-Well, why don't you wait
for the questions?
-All right, Counsel,

let's all approach the bench.

Thank you.

Darren, you just
fucked yourself.

The league is a small sandbox.

You can't just throw

CTE around and expect
to get hired.

-What did you just say?
-Mind your own business.

Repeat what you just said.

-What's going on?
-JAY: Your Honor, I just heard
the team owner

Mr. Nelson Ruddy--
that gentleman there--

I heard him
threatening our client.

I did no such thing.

-I'll testify to it, Your Honor.
-RUDDY: And I'll testify

that you misheard it, and
it was you who threatened me!

-BROCHARD: Okay, okay.
-Wow!
-(Ruddy shouts indistinctly)

BROCHARD:
Quiet, please.

-(banging gavel)
-Order in the court.

So, CTE.

The three dreaded letters
that strike fear

into the heart
of professional football.

Let's talk about it.

I see it's, uh, woken Alma
and the team owner up.

What are the Chicago Crows
doing in regard to CTE?

We have very strict
concussion protocols

along with the rest
of the league.

Can you explain how
concussion protocols work?

Yes.

If a player gets hit
in the head,

we test their
cognitive abilities

against a baseline
of tests we perform

before the season starts.

Is there any "race norming"
in these questions?

No, uh, these are just
basic questions

everyone should be able
to answer.

What is race norming?

It is a discontinued practice.

When it was in practice,
what was it?

FISHERWOOD:
In cognitive tests

it was the incorrect assumption
that Black players

had lower cognitive abilities
than white players.

So you're saying
the league assumes

Black players are
less intelligent,

and therefore they receive
less treatment

because they have
a lower baseline

-to qualify as injured?
-No.

I'm saying that that is
a-a-an out-of-date practice

and it is no longer relevant.

Huh.

Dr. Fisherwood,

since CTE is caused
by concussions,

what team has
the highest rate of CTE,

according to the league's
own stats?

Uh, can you read right there?

The Chicago Crows.

What team has the highest rate
of Black players with CTE?

Uh, you'll find that

right there.

It's the-the-the Crows.

And which team has the highest
rate of Black players

filing claims against a team

for pain and suffering

and dementia?

Uh, you'll find that
on the next page.

Well, I...

I-I think you can read this.

I can, but it's so much more
satisfying when you do.

What's that say there?

It says, "Chicago Crows."

Seems like a trend.

You fight these claims

at an almost three-to-one ratio
of Black players over white.

Why is that?

I don't know.

I think I do.

-Objection.
-I'll withdraw.

♪ ♪

Congratulations, Alma.

Wow.

(chuckles):
Ty Bailey.

Well, I thought
I saw you back there.

It looked like you were
taking notes,

and you don't look like
the typical court stenographer.

(chuckles) That would've been
my second career choice.

(laughs)
So, how can I help you?

-Were you taking notes?
-Yes.

What are you gonna do with them?

Take them back to other
Black players and coaches.

A lot of them are angry
about the Crows' defense.

Okay.

I can get you
in touch with them.

They might be willing
to bring a class action.

Great.

Yeah, that'd be great.

DIANE:
Thank you, Mr. Dipersia,

for lending us your expertise.

In your research,
were you able to find

some significant details
about this "damning" video?

Yes. This video is fake.

(quietly):
I have to look
like I'm arguing with you.

(quietly):
What, is your friend
Ben-Baruch not happy?

He looks pissed.

(Diane and Carmen
whispering indistinctly)

I can tell Jay your situation.

No, I'm fine.
I-I can explain this.

(normal voice):
Okay, I said I've got this.

How is that possible,
Mr. Dipersia,

when the video so clearly shows

Mr. Lester exiting
the crime scene?

Deepfake technology manipulates
pixels in digital images

to make it look like something
that didn't happen did happen.

I-I object.
There's no proof of this.

-DIANE: May we continue,
Your Honor?
-Please.

How can you know that this is
a deepfake, Mr. Dipersia?

You can see from the shadows
under the subject's chin.

They fall in a different
direction from his body.

I object, Your Honor!

Are we supposed to just
take his word for this?

No. We would like
to present exhibit D?

STILTON:
Please.

CALLAS:
Your Honor, I am shocked!

That offends the People!

And what is it we're looking at,
Mr. Dipersia?

This is a deepfake
that I created

using the likeness
of the prosecutor.

DIANE:
And can you tell the court
how you were able

to create this video?

I used GaN technology
and some footage

from Callas's old lectures
to create it.

♪ ♪

We need to talk.

Why don't I go with?

Uh... no, it's okay.

Catch the next one.

-Are you fucking me?
-I am not.

I was as surprised as you
that Ms. Lockhart wanted

-to get involved
with this defense.
-Bullshit.

All that tech stuff in there,
she didn't just make that up.

Sir, I had to put on
a good show for Mr. Lester.

That is all.

If-if I didn't, he would have
known that something was up.

Listen to me.

Get your partner off this case.

Mr. Baruch, I am a first-year
associate at my firm.

I am the lowest of the low...

This is all you need to know.

You argue in court, not her.

Make it happen.

I have one more witness.

And will it go the way I want?

It's the best way
to hurt our case.

'Cause if it doesn't go
the way I want,

someone is gonna wind up dead.

(elevator bell dings)

What are you doing, Carmen?

-Your Honor, we have
one more witness.
-STILTON: Okay.

And then I'll rule
on the motion to dismiss.

Who is it?

Charles Lester.

Is this about Ben-Baruch?

It's about putting
our client on the stand.

At a certain point,
we have to get out of the way

and let the chips fall
where they may.

-Are you ready, Mr. Lester?
-I don't know.

What do you want me to say?

-The truth.
-Okay.

If you think that's smart.

Mr. Lester,
did you kill Gal Avivi?

No.

Did you have anything to do
with his murder?

No.

Do you know who did?

No.

Is there anything else
you would like to add?

Well... no.

Thank you.

No further questions,
Your Honor.

CALLAS:
Mr. Lester,

do you work for the
cryptocurrency launderer

Ben-Baruch?

Objection.

-Not in evidence.
-I agree. Rephrase.

-Do you work for Ben-Baruch?
-CHARLES: I do.

I mean, I-I have.
I-I-I don't know if I still do.

You don't know. Okay.

Have you worked for
the drug dealer Oscar Rivi?

CHARLES:
I work for Oscar Rivi.

But I don't believe
he's a drug dealer.

He sells yogurt
and edibles these days.

Huh, edibles. Okay.

And do you work for infamous
drug dealer Lemond Bishop?

I worked for Lemond Bishop.

But I believe he accepted Jesus
after he left prison

and is no longer a drug dealer,
if he ever was.

Mr. Lester,
are you not considered

an enforcer for several
top Chicago gangs?

(laughing):
Me?

Do I look like an enforcer?

-(gallery chuckles)
-Oh, I, I'd love it if I were.

I'd get more respect
from my dry cleaners.

Isn't it a fact, sir,

that you have been hired
by several top drug dealers

and gangsters
to persuade witnesses

not to testify against them?

No.

I'm just me.

I-I, uh, read histories
of Lincoln.

I listen to old radio shows.

Like Jack Benny.

Oh, love Jack Benny.
Where do you listen to him?

They have files online.

My niece comes over
and puts them on my laptop.

You'll have to send me the link.
I love the old radio serials.

Like The Shadow,
My Favorite Husband.

CHARLES:
Oh, I've never heard
My Favorite Husband.

STILTON:
Oh, it's a lot of fun.
Lucille Ball.

And it was the same writer
as Rear Window.

CHARLES:
John Michael Hayes.

STILTON:
You know him.
Did you read the book?

CHARLES: Oh, about his
collaboration with Hitchcock?

STILTON:
What a story.

BOTH:
The Man Who Knew Too Much.

-(Stilton laughing)
-CHARLES: Yes, exactly.

I'm not interested
in a class action suit.

Well, it-it's-it's just a suit
to gain leverage, Mr. Goate.

If we pressure them
with a class action suit,

then they'll be more likely
to settle for Baptiste.

GOATE:
I don't want it.

-Why not?
-Because it's a distraction.

I hired you to represent
Darren Baptiste

in a lawsuit
for racial discrimination.

JAY:
Then let's ask him.

Excuse me?

We represent Baptiste.
Let's ask him what he wants.

Who are you?

He's our investigator.

No.

Do what I pay you to do.
I'll worry about Darren.

He met with the team owners
last night.

What? Why?

My guess is,
he wants to buy the Crows.

RI'CHARD:
Oh, my goodness.

He doesn't want to sue
the league.

He wants to drive down
the asking price on the Crows.

JAY:
Yep.

That's what this is all about.

Baptiste is a Trojan horse
for buying a football team.

But we still represent Baptiste.

Yes, but-but Goate is paying us.

If he gets the team,
he'll hire Baptiste.

All right, then no class action.

So, uh, what do you think?

I think we should prepare
ourselves for trial.

Thank you.

But I thought you two did well.

Yes, but it's easier
for the judge

to send you to trial
than to dismiss.

(door opens)

(footfalls approaching)

Hey.

If I were you,
I would be praying for a trial.

I did my best.

That should be your worry.

Are you gonna be all right?

(sighs)
I think so.

I have a backup plan
if I need it.

BAILIFF:
All rise.

Be seated.

Thank you for your arguments.

I will admit that I am not
a fan of Charles Lester.

He's been in my court before,

representing some of
the lowest of the low.

But...

Mr. A.S.A.,
your evidence is a sham.

Worse than a sham.

I don't know where you got it,

or if you yourself created it...

No, no, I swear,
I did not, Your Honor.

Mr. Callas,
you do yourself no favors

by interrupting my ruling.

This video, this deepfake,

shows the desperation
of the prosecution

to railroad
a possibly guilty man.

But how am I to tell?

I want you to wait by her car.

She may have a gun in the car,
so don't let her get in.

STILTON:
I don't like the way
the defendant has dodged

a deserved punishment
for decades.

I don't like the way
he's manipulated the system

in order to continue
to function as an attorney...

Hello.

Do you need something?

(scoffs)

I think we have something
in common, Mr. Baruch.

BEN-BARUCH:
Uh-huh. What's that?

The same lawyer.

Carmen Moyo.

-You're...?
-Oscar Rivi.

And I want to be clear
with you, Mr. Baruch.

If something happen
to my lawyer...

...I won't be happy.

In fact, I'll be very upset.

My business will suffer
without her.

And if my business suffer,

I'll make your business suffer.

You're probably wondering
whether your business

can survive going against me.

I'm guessing it can't.

But why risk it?

If I were you,
I'd leave her alone.

She's a good lawyer.

Do we understand each other?

Good.

I think you need
to tell your man

not to meet her at her car.

Let it go.

(chuckles softly)

Maybe we can do
some business together.

Carmen will arrange it.

STILTON:
And at that moment...

-(chuckles)
-I will surely sentence you

just as harshly
as the law will allow.

Until that time,
you will retain your freedom.

And so,
with these facts in mind,

I have no choice
but to dismiss this case.

Mr. Lester, I would urge you
to find new friends.

Next time, this will
certainly go against you.

Thank you, Your Honor, I will.

No, you won't.

But unfortunately
I have no choice

but to dismiss this trial
under Section 114

of the Illinois Code
of Criminal Procedure:

presenting false

-or inaccurate evidence.
-(bangs gavel)

♪ ♪

Thank you, Mr. Baruch.

I'm free!

Good job.
I guess I taught you well.

Yep, it all came down to you,
Professor.

I didn't...
Okay, whatever.

Thank you, Diane.

I couldn't have done
it without you.

You know what?

I just realized
how much I miss court.

BROCHARD:
I understand the two parties
have reached an agreement.

RI'CHARD:
We have, Your Honor.

-BROCHARD: Ms. Hoff.
-Uh, we...

-apparently have, too,
Your Honor.
-BROCHARD: Good.

Maybe we can get back to some
good old-fashioned football.

-Congratulations.
-(bangs gavel)
-What did I get out of this?

I-I know you were looking
for more than money,

but, uh, you should talk
to Mr. Goate.

He bought out your former boss,

so he's probably
looking for a coach.

-Thank you.
-Hmm.

You think Goate's
gonna hire him?

No.

He wants the white coach.

So Goate manipulated us
into a do-gooder lawsuit

as leverage to buy a team.

It'll pay off if we stay loyal.
He likes loyalty.

Do you ever feel like we're
just janitors cleaning up shit?

(chuckles):
Oh, yeah.

But well-paid janitors.

(Liz laughs)

LYLE:
So, 72 hours later,
how'd it go?

DIANE:
Well,

-strangely, very well.
-Excellent.

-No withdrawals?
-None.

No floating?

(chuckles)
None.

-And were you in court?
-I was, and I kicked ass.

With a smile.

-I'm glad to hear it.
-(chuckles softly)

Well, then I don't think
you need the treatment.

Well, what if I want
the treatment?

Well, that's up to you.
But if I were you...

(Diane gasps)

(car alarms blaring)

You all right?

(panting)

I think so. You?

Yeah. Wow.

Yes.

Wow.

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