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Previously on "All Rise"...

- Andre Armstrong is in town. - He broke your heart.

A father never forgets something like that.

You didn't get closure. You need closure.

Lo, do you still have feelings for Andre?

♪

Your Honor, Mr. Rivera repeatedly failed

to show up at meetings with his probation officer.

A search of his home was ordered

where illegal narcotics were found and seized.

Mr. Rivera, I must say

I am not pleased by this reunion.

A year ago you stood in this very spot

and were found guilty of felony possession for sale.

With four years prison suspended, Your Honor.

Yeah, I think the court knows the record, Mr. Callan,

which includes this defendant suffering

a horrific injury in a workplace accident

that made it impossible for him to support his family.

I did not know

that you were representing the defendant, Miss Lopez.

She's not. Miss Lopez has offered her services

in linking my client to special programs.

That is all that she is doing.

I sentenced you to four years in prison.

But based on the circumstances referenced by Miss Lopez,

I suspended that prison term

and granted you probation, which you violated.

I'm sorry. I tried to make some meetings,

but there was something going on with my son and I--

Following Mr. Rivera's accident,

he was prescribed oxycodone for pain.

He is suffering from addiction, and he needs treatment.

The court gave him that chance already, Your Honor,

and now he's back. What's different?

Well, what's different

is the original program was not a good fit,

so he fell through the cracks.

Your Honor, our office is overloaded.

You mean my office?

Well, you've only been a PD for a hot second.

Okay, Miss Lopez, please step back.

Take a seat. Thank you.

Mr. Watkins, reserve your arguments for the court.

- [knock on door] - Come in.

You've got mail.

What is up with Emily and Luke?

Gosh, there is so much electricity between those two.

All I know is that they need to learn

how to play on the same side of my courtroom.

[door opens]

Do you have a moment?

Of course, for you, Judge Marshall.

I saw that People vs. Rivera is back on the calendar.

I am presuming that you imposed your original sentence.

I have not made my ruling yet.

Our calendars are filled with more cases that we can handle.

Repeat offenders need to be dealt with expeditiously.

This man is facing years in prison.

My dad lost his leg in the Korean War.

Through determination, he was able to put food on the table

without committing any felonies.

Your father sounds like a remarkable man.

I swear we need to put a GPS tracker on that man.

[sighs]

But maybe Judge Marshall is right.

Just seeing defendants back in my courtroom,

sometimes I wonder if I'm really making a difference.

You've been invited to be

on the law and technology panel at Stanford.

This is a big deal.

Silicon Valley General Counsels?

Mm-hmm!

Three Ninth Circuit justices?

And now the Honorable Judge Lola Carmichael.

Oh, they would put me up at the Four Seasons?

I know!

♪ Well, we're movin' on up

♪ To the east side

I should go, right?

- Well... - Well, what?

You're not a cyber law specialist, Lo.

Seems like a bit of a coincidence

that Andre's firm is inviting you.

You're saying I would have been invited if I didn't know Andre?

That what I do is of no impact?

Seems a bit tiny town.

I have done Zoom trials and virtual hearings.

Yeah, you're a regular Steve Jobs.

There is nothing going on with Dre and me, okay?

I was just seeking your professional advice.

My professional advice is you should pass.

We both know Robin's already managing a lot.

Okay, before you start judging my relationship,

how about you just focus on your own?

- What the hell does that mean? - Just because your fiancée has

you in some weird love triangle with her husband...

- Whoa! - ...doesn't mean

I'm doing anything wrong. Robin and I are fine.

[scoffs] Hey, didn't you tell Rachel

that you didn't feel comfortable with her dating Dre?

Wonder how she'd feel about you going on this trip.

You know what? I don't even know why I came down here

to talk to you. - Fine.

Fine!

Truth hurts, doesn't it, Lola?

- LOLA: Shut up! - [door closes]

Where are you?

I thought you were coming home early today.

This is the first task force

I've been on in two years, Lola.

I know. I'm sorry.

I didn't think my morning hearing would spill over.

Here is the Rivera file.

And would you like me to répondre "oui" ou "non"

to the Stanford conference?

[mouthing words]

What Stanford conference?

It is a legal conference at Stanford.

- [mouthing words] - Oh, doesn't that look fun?

You will never guess whose firm is sponsoring it.

Andre Armstrong.

Your ex's firm.

You're really considering going?

Oh, let me guess. You expect me

to solo parent once again while you and he hang out?

Okay.

Dre and I aren't going to be hanging out.

"Dre"? Hmm.

You know, Bailey used a spoon in her yogurt today,

all by herself, first time ever,

and you missed it.

[chimes]

[sighs]

[smooth jazz playing]

Good morning. It's another beautiful day.

Good morning, Shay.

- [children clamoring] - Oh! Boys, slow down.

- Bailey. - [children laughing]

Good morning, Bailey.

Bye, Bailey.

Thank you.

[children shouting playfully]

Mmm! Perfect.

So this morning you have

the Zoom meeting with the Edmunds Foundation,

then the National Urban League.

And today is your Mink and Fox luncheon

in Edgartown for your announcement.

Don't forget to ask the nanny

to pack extra fruit waters and vegan sandwiches

for the kids for their sailing lesson.

And yes, my campaign begins today.

It's about time my gorgeous wife

runs for National Chapter President.

- Hey. - Hey, babe.

♪

Maybe I should wear it up for Edgartown.

- It's a bit humid. - Girl, no way.

- You're right. - [cellphone ringing]

- [cellphone chimes] - Luke!

How are you? What are you doing?

I am trying to finish up the nursery.

Maggie wants it done before she's back from her trip.

Look at you. Thank you.

Married and about to have a kid.

Are you coming to the UCLA law school reunion this weekend?

I'm going as Mark's plus one,

since Maggie's on her private babymoon.

I can't. The Obamas are hosting a huge event in the Vineyard.

Michelle threatened to throw me out of book club if I missed it.

It would really mean a lot to Mark.

Mark's not talking to me, so I find that odd.

I know he wants to clear the air and apologize.

That boy never apologizes.

Oh, that's our surrogate buzzing in.

I'm taking her to the doctor today.

Please come to the reunion. I have to go now.

[line beeps]

I overheard your call.

Your reunion sounds fun. Let's do it.

Let me guess. You have business in LA.

It's perfect timing.

- HOJ is hosting a reunion event. - Mm-hmm.

Mink and Fox West is having their annual tea.

- Mm-hmm. - I need to lock down votes.

I could get Shay to secure me a table.

We could make a vacation out of it.

My parents can watch the kids,

and you and I can have some sexy time.

Hmm! Fire up the jet, baby.

["Queen of the Hill" by Judith Hill playing]

♪ Holla if you see me coming, see me coming♪

♪ I'm the brand-new Queen of the hill♪

♪

♪ Holla if you see me coming, see me coming♪

♪ I'm the brand-new Queen of the hill♪

♪

Lola?

♪ I'm the brand-new Queen of the hill ♪

- Please continue, Miss Kansky. - Thank you, Your Honor.

The defendant, Thomas Marshall,

is the next-door neighbor of the victim,

and the two have been involved in an ongoing property dispute

over the ownership of a Persea americana.

- A what? - Yes.

Yes, an avocado tree, Your Honor.

The defendant applied arsenic to the tree's fruit,

knowing that Miss Johnson would pick

and consume the avocados.

He is charged with attempted murder and PC 347,

poisoning of food intended for human consumption.

I used the avocados to make artisanal guacamole

for my L.A. smorgasbord stand.

People could have been poisoned.

Your Honor, the public was never in any danger.

Which negates the mens rea

recot--required for an attempted murder charge.

I object!

LISA: There are two sides to every story.

Oh, the Venice canals have less water

than your guacamole!

Oh, you do not know who you're messing with--

- Okay, order in the court! - MARSHALL: I'm gonna get you

with my Birkenstock! - MARK: Order! Order!

[gavel continues banging]

[knock on door]

[clears throat]

Welcome to the HOJ, Miss Carmichael.

Thank you for having me, Judge Callan.

So I take it the judge gig is going well.

Aside from a few clashes

with some of the other judges, living the dream.

Can't believe this is the first time

I've been in a judge's chambers.

I can, since you didn't show up

for my confirmation hearing four years ago.

[thud in distance]

[laughter]

Oops, sorry. [laughs] Morning, sunshine!

- Where should I set up? - Our appointment is tomorrow,

and it's at my home. - Ooh.

Mark, ugh, I'm feeling some really bad chi.

EMILY: Oh, my God, Lay the fuck off!

- Emily! Emily! - Hey, guys.

- How was the OB/GYN? - Ugh!

She told the doctor that she is still drinking coffee!

Because it is fucking fine in moderation.

- My God. The baby is just fine. - Uh, Luke, look who's here.

You came!

Yeah. Hi.

I am so sorry that you just saw that.

Let me just do some reiki to rebalance your energy.

- Oh, fuck me. - Uh, Lola. This is Amy,

my massage therapist/ Luke and Maggie's doula,

and Emily, their surrogate.

Oh, my God, again. I'm going to need--Stop.

I'm going to need you to stop defining me.

Like I said, this pregnancy thing is a side hustle.

I'm going to be a vet or work for NASA.

Or I don't know, maybe life coach.

- Ambitious. - Wait. Aren't you, um, uh,

what do--uh, law school-- Lola, the rich bitch.

I need everyone to leave, please, except for Lola.

I will see you later, Lola. I need to go tame a shrew.

That's really fucking cute. You know what?

I'm going to need you to kiss my whole pregnant ass.

- [grunts] - Okay? Kiss it.

- If my baby comes out... - Kiss it.

- ...cursing like a teamster... - I really want you to kiss it.

What are you gonna do? If your baby comes out like me...

I'm sorry. Sorry!

You should only be so lucky, okay?

- Sorry. - LUKE: Emily!

[door closes, indistinct shouting]

Luke's whole situation is...interesting.

Where were we?

I figured you wanted to clear the air before the reunion.

About what?

We've barely been in touch since the blowout at my wedding.

I had a bit too much to drink, said a few things.

You told me I was throwing away

my law degree in front of everyone.

Nice reception speech.

You graduated summa cum laude, Order of the Coif.

We were co-editors-in-chief of the Law Review.

I am raising a family

and utilizing my legal knowledge

with multiple international charities

and service organizations.

You were brilliant.

"Were"?

So you have been judging me.

You know what? For your information,

based on the Mad Hatter's avocado tea party,

I'm not missing much.

Avocadogate is not a typical case.

Oh, I'm sure you put plenty of people away.

All a part of our flawed justice system

permeated by systemic racism

that ends with judges like you

sitting helplessly on a bench

as generations of Black and brown people are incarcerated.

I have work to do,

and I'm sure you have tea or a luncheon to attend.

♪

[door opens]

♪

Lola?

Robin.

- Oh, my God. - Wow.

Lola Carmichael from Crenshaw.

Bell Biv DeRobbie Robb on bass!

- Bass. - [both laughing]

Ba-ba-ba-bing.

[laughter]

- What are you doing here? - I had a meeting

with one of my clients, Shakira.

Wow. Big-time music producer.

Hey. How you been? Are you home visiting?

We should grab a drink at the bar.

Oh, I am actually... meeting my hus--

husband for lunch. - Oh.

But how's your wife?

That is the question.

What do you mean?

I'm leaving her.

Oh.

♪

[clears throat]

- There she is! - Aah!

- Look at you! - [laughs]

Seriously.

- You did not have to pick me up. - It's the least that I can do

after what happened this morning.

Oh, you should feel guilty. You set me up!

Mark had no clue I was coming.

I may have slightly stretched the truth

about Mark wanting you here... which he does!

- Inside. - Deep, deep inside.

What, you trying to butter me up?

- Yes. - It's working.

So let's talk about the text!

How was it seeing Robin this morning?

- It was...no big deal. - [scoffs]

- I believe you. - [laughs]

- Ooh. We need to go. - Mm.

- [groans] - Hmm?

Rachel is going.

Ooh, your former bestie turned frenemy.

Oh, shit. And she is married to--

Yes and yes. I'm a little wound up.

[amplified voice] And if you elect me

as your next Mink and Fox National President,

I will continue to use my influence

for important issues like improving--

Sorry, sorry, sorry.

I'm so sorry. Court ran late.

Cornel West's federal action against Harvard finally ended.

We won. [laughs]

[cheers and applause]

But, Lola, keep going.

Thank you. Um, where was I?

For important causes like

the much-needed improvements in the infrastructure

at our Historically Black Colleges and Universities.

- Georgina, who did your hair? - I hope I have your vote and--

- Rachel? - [gasps] Yes?

Sounds like you have more you want to share with us.

- [mouthing words] - Oh.

Don't be so modest.

Rachel Audubon, ladies, right?

[applause]

Well, shucks. [laughs]

- Thank you, Lola. - Of course, yes.

[amplified voice] My family has stood

with this exclusive organization always.

My great-great-grandmother

was one of the first Mink and Fox charter members

of New England.

[amplified voice] Well, Mink and Fox is always looking

for impassioned volunteers, right, ladies?

- [applause] - Precisely.

So after some soul searching

and heavy convincing from all my influencer friends here,

I'm thrilled to announce

that I'm also running for National President.

[laughs]

Now please, please enjoy the Veuve Clicquot, courtesy of moi.

[indistinct conversations]

WOMAN: Excuse me. Can we get a photo of you two?

- Let's take a picture. - Thank you.

[camera shutter clicks]

[under breath] What game are you playing, Audubon?

You know you don't give a damn

about being president of Mink and Fox.

[under breath] I'm old money. These are my people.

You just married into it.

So, you're telling me you want

to run a major service organization?

I just got a federal court

to enjoin a voting rights suppression bill in Alabama.

Apart from that 8-carat wedding ring Dre gave you,

what experience do you have

that makes you leadership material

for this elite organization?

I think I will have a glass of champagne.

Here you are.

Thank you.

I know you saw Robin this morning.

So maybe the real question is,

what game are you playing at with my husband?

Don't tell me Rachel Audubon is getting to you?

No.

Maybe.

- Just a little. - [chuckles]

Oh! When we first met,

I was clerking on the Ninth Circuit

and could have had any legal position I wanted.

And now I can barely remember that person.

What happened?

When I look at our kids

and see how happy they are, I am in awe.

I know my baby's brilliant.

Rachel can't help herself. You know how she is.

Yeah.

Baby, we're going to be late.

Okay.

Okay. Maybe we can be a little late.

[both chuckling]

[telephone rings]

- Hold this for me. - [ring]

Thank you.

[Lola sighs]

[ring]

Yeah.

Oh. Please...

Please tell the congressman I will be right down.

- No, no, no, no, no, no, no. - [receiver clatters]

I know.

And then I get a call from the White House

that the President needs to see me ASAP,

but I know he just wants my caucus to support--

What did I tell you about doing that

when we're conversing?

But I'm glad you're here.

I've been thinking about our plans

to get you onto the Supreme Court.

You mean your plan.

We've got to rebuild your résumé.

I'm setting up a meeting with Nancy.

Daddy, you don't have to always be managing my life, okay?

Well, if it wasn't for me,

you might have ended up married

to that starving musician, Robin Taylor.

God, you sound like Mom.

You're lucky to be married to such a powerful man.

Okay, Daddy,

I have to go get ready for the reunion.

- All right? I love you. - I love you.

- Mwah. - All right.

- Okay. - See you later.

LOLA: Bye, Daddy.

♪

♪ You know I'm going to get it♪

♪ Because I want it♪

♪ You know I'm going to have it♪

♪ Because I need it♪

♪

Did I tell you how beautiful you look?

[indistinct conversations]

Hey.

I could really use a drink.

- I'm on it. - Okay.

Mm! [squealing] Lola Carmichael!

I thought I saw you in court today.

Um, what firm are you running in New York?

Let me guess. Cravath.

I don't actively practice law.

Oh. Well, maybe you should ask UCLA for your money back.

[laughs] Just kidding.

Oh my God, I'm kidding. [laughing maniacally]

It's her. It's her.

Sorry.

- [sighs] Thank you. - [chuckles] You're welcome.

[gasps]

[amplified voice] Welcome, my classmates!

Oh, yes.

A super famous person is hosting tonight. [chuckles]

As you know, I am Sarita Del Castillo.

And who would have thought way back in law school

that I would end up becoming an international recording star

and a 2-time Las Vegas Entertainer of the Year?

[laughs]

Oh, I see my girl Sherri Kansky.

- She remembers my name. - Sipping those martinis, girl.

- Yeah, I do. Yes. - [Sara laughs]

All right, let's get this party started!

[audience cheering]

[indistinct conversations]

[laughter]

- ROBIN: Here we are again. - RACHEL: Again, hi.

Hi.

- Hi. - Hey.

[clears throat]

Lola, you are, uh, rocking that dress.

Oh, thanks. That's the Spanx.

[giggles] I can tell.

You two were roommates at Howard, right?

- You know we were. - Yeah.

Back when I was dating Dre.

Oh, we were all just kids then, you know.

RACHEL: Oh, yeah. [[chuckles] nervously]

I guess everything happens for a reason.

I guess.

You know what? I think we're gonna go mingle.

- Yeah. - Go mingle.

- It's a great idea. - Yeah, mingle.

- Sorry. - After you.

- You first. - Thank you.

[clears throat] We, uh, we're going this way.

- [sighs] - [Lou clears throat]

Are you training for a hot dog eating contest?

I'm starving.

[clears throat]

Sarita. Uh, Mark Callan.

We were in the same section together.

I'm sorry. I have no idea who you are.

I meet so many people.

- It's exhausting. - [plate clatters]

You don't ever repeat this story.

[chuckles] What?

Emily, are you kidding me?

You're still tracking her on your phone?

Emily is driving downtown. She promised to quit Uber.

[groans]

Hey, Emily, call me back.

And I know you just sent me to voicemail.

You know, people hear tax law,

and they're like... [imitates snoring]

You know what I mean? [laughs] Right? So--

But listen, man, the federal tax code is like--

it's like a fine wine, you know,

smooth with depth, and all of these--

Interesting. I really need to get back--

Hey, hey, uh, you said you're in music or something, right?

Have you ever considered

transferring your copyrights into a trust? I mean... Mm.

Do you mind if I steal him away?

Oh, sure. Yeah. Uh...

I should probably figure out who I'm going home with.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm ready.

[both laughing]

- The walk. - Do you know him?

Not really.

He was always sunbathing in front of Royce Hall.

I didn't complain.

- [applause in distance] - So, pretty crazy, huh?

Us, here.

Maybe you would've been serious about us

if it wasn't for your dad.

I'm kidding. I'm kidding.

Hey...

are you happy?

Of--of course.

- Am I interrupting? - Hey!

No.

Not at all.

How are you crashing my friend's reunion right now?

Crash is right. Thanks to your rage texts,

I almost rear-ended a smart car into a Corolla.

You are 36 weeks.

You should be at home, not driving for Uber.

I switched to E-drive now.

Also, I know my fucking body, okay?

Your baby is safe. All right?

- Your baby is safe. - I don't mean to be bold. Um...

But I just can't take my eyes off of you.

I mean, you are glowing.

You do realize that I am fucking pregnant?

Oh, do I ever.

Wait. What?!

Oh, yes. Thank you so much.

You cannot eat seafood.

You are the worst surrogate ever.

Your child is going to hate you.

Okay, okay. What is with you two?

Take a deep breath or someone's going to end up in contractions.

He judges everything I do.

I'm staying at the Ritz. You want to get out of here?

You know, we could grab a bite.

I could watch you eat for two.

Are you hitting on my surrogate?

100%. I mean... [chuckles]

- [moaning] - LOLA: Oh, oh, oh.

- Luke's vasovagal. - [moaning continues]

What the fuck?

He faints when under extreme stress.

He needs to get outside, get some fresh air.

I got him. Come here. God, you're a diva.

I think I found her.

Judge Benner?

Hi. Lola Carmichael.

I observed one of your trials when I was in law school.

[mouth full] Right. Your Mark's Lola.

Mm! He talked about you all the time.

Oh. Hmm.

I'm here to present Judge Callan an alumni achievement award.

- He's getting an award? - I was Mark's mentor

here at the HOJ.

What made you step down from the bench?

This place is a nest of vipers.

Best thing I ever did was to show those cowards

my firm ass as I walked out the door.

[stomach gurgling]

Mm! Oh, my stomach.

Oh. [sniffs] Oh, no.

- Are you okay? - Mm! It's this damn shrimp.

What was I thinking, eating event seafood?

SARA: [amplified voice] If everyone could please come

to the stage area, we're about to start

the Alumni Award presentation.

Okay. Here are my notes.

Just remember to punch the joke about him being cheap.

Wait. Me? No. You need to find someone else.

No. You present the award. No time.

I need to hit the bathroom fast.

♪

Just like that. Okay. Better?

Yeah.

Good.

I am...

I'm sorry for being on you all the time.

Mm.

Look, maybe I have been a little active lately,

so, you know, your anxiety is understandable.

You can touch it.

Mm.

You're going to be a really great dad, Luke.

Probably a helicopter parent.

Definitely, but, like, in the best way.

And you're obviously an amazing husband.

Well, shit.

Too bad you're married.

At UCLA, Judge Callan served

as co-editor-in-chief of the Law Review.

Benner got food poisoning and ask me to step in.

Unless you'd like me to find someone else.

No, no, it's--it's fine.

[sighs]

He is the recipient of the...

Oh, my God. We were such dorks.

- Did you pick that picture? - I did.

Tammy sent over a bunch of photos

from when we were in law school.

You were in most of them.

You were my ride or die, Lo.

We were gonna take on the world together.

And then I left.

It was hard for me to accept...

that you chose a different life.

SARA: [amplified voice] And now, ladies and gentlemen,

welcome to the stage,

the Honorable Judge Mark Callan.

My old Section Two amigo. Apparently.

[cheers and applause]

Now, to present the Alumni Achievement Award this year...

[whispers] Lola Carmichael.

Lola Kinkel!

[cheers and applause]

Lola! Ow, ow!

SARA: Here you are, dear.

It's a rental. So just be careful.

- WOMAN: Lola! - Thanks.

[clears throat] Okay.

I am Lola Carmichael.

It seems like just yesterday, Mark and I were first years

having secret study meetings

in the back staircase of the law library--

two young dreamers

plotting our future legal conquests.

And for one of us, that dream came true.

I could not be more proud of my friend.

It's easy to point out

all that's wrong with our justice system.

But what's hard is staying in the fight,

showing up every day.

And you do that with undivided commitment.

So...

it is with great admiration

that I present this year's Alumni Achievement Award

to the Honorable Judge Mark Callan.

MAN: Hear, hear!

[cheers and applause]

Nice speech.

Thanks.

Mark always deserved better than you.

Also, stay away from my husband.

I am happily married. What is your problem with me?

You know, you should drop out of the election

while you can still spare yourself the humiliation.

I hail from four generations of Black society.

You'll always just be Lola from Inglewood.

Little Miss Ghetto wears Prada.

Are you threatened by me, Rachel?

- Not in the least. - Then what is your problem?

It's been 10 years. Get over it.

- You should have asked me. - I did.

You said it was fine.

You had Robin. You had to go after Dre, too?

You two were broken up.

As my friend, as my Line Sister,

you should have known better

and checked in to see if I was really okay with it.

I get it.

You're right. I'm sorry.

Want to do a shot?

You know, I'm still gon' have to whip your ass

in the election, right, Miss Carmichael?

So tequila? Straight up?

Duh.

BARTENDER: Coming right up.

Sarita, Sarita, Sarita.

- Oh, yeah! - Do you remember me?

- Yes, I-- - Sherri Kansky.

- Yes, Sherri. - I'm such a fan of you.

Oh, sorry. Wait. What did you--Say it again.

[amplified voice] I said, I'm such a fan of yours.

- Oh! - Do you think we can

do a duet together? Just one song.

- Oh, sure, sister. [laughs] - [squeals]

[amplified voice] Uh, "No More Tears." Key of C.

- All right. - SHERRI: Thank you. Excuse me.

"No More Tears."

You'll be Donna. I'll be Barbra.

- [keyboard playing] - Oh, um...

- [Sherri vocalizing] - I actually s--

sing the Barbra part. Um... [clears throat]

[chuckles nervously]

WOMAN IN AUDIENCE: Sherri!

♪ It's raining, it's pouring

♪ My love life is boring me to tears ♪

♪ After all these years

♪ No sunshine, no moonlight

♪ No stardust, no sign of romance ♪

[whispers] Wow. [chuckles]

♪ We don't stand a chance

Lo, you're the best.

- You're rocking that bod. - Thank you.

You're welcome.

♪ But he turned out to be like every other man ♪

BOTH: ♪ I've loved

♪ I've loved

- ♪ Raining - ♪ Raining

- ♪ Pouring - ♪ Pouring

♪ There's nothing left for us here ♪

♪ Ooh

BOTH: ♪ And we won't waste

♪ Another

♪ Tear

♪ Ah, ah, ah, ah

[continues vocalizing]

♪ If you've had enough, don't put up with his stuff ♪

♪ Don't you do it

♪ Oh, if you've had your fill

♪ Get your check, pay the bill

♪ You can do it

♪ Tell him to just get out

♪ Nothing left to talk about Oh!

♪ Pack his raincoat, show him out ♪

♪ Just look him in the eye and simply shout ♪

- ♪ Enough is enough... - [screams]

[panting] Holy shit, my water just broke.

BOTH: We're having a baby!

Is there a doctor in the house?

There's a doula in the house.

[cheers and applause]

[crowd chanting] Doula, doula, doula, doula!

How are you instantly here?

♪ Enough is enough is enough

[crowd chanting] Doula, doula, doula, doula!

♪ Enough is enough

It's crowning.

I need some hot, organic water.

Breathe!

Emily, I need you to set your intentions to push.

I could cut the cord.

ALL: Go away!

♪ I want him out the door

- Aah! - ♪ Enough is enough

[baby crying]

♪ I want him out that door now

♪ Enough is enough is enough, I want him out ♪

- An avocado? - ♪ ... that door now

- What the... - [song ends]

Robin, babe, you are not gonna believe--

Morning, babe.

Morning, babe.

♪

Babe. Wake up, babe.

Wait. I'm not still sleeping, am I?

I called your mom and asked her to watch Bailey

so I could come apologize.

There was no excuse for me to act like that.

I'm sorry, too.

I know that getting back to work is important,

and I wasn't hearing you.

Well, I'm taking you out.

My favorite Mexican spot?

I've been having the craziest craving

for some fresh guacamole.

Yeah.

I recognize that compassion and rehabilitation

must be balanced by the need

to protect society from repeat offenders.

Therefore, the court is revoking Mr. Rivera's original probation.

Your Honor, I again request

that you consider the offer of resources

by Miss Lopez and her organization.

I have, which is why I'm ordering a new term of probation

with the added condition

that Mr. Rivera works with Free Counsel Initiative

and meets regularly.

Thank you, Your Honor.

Thank you.

[mouthing words]

- I never should've-- - I overstepped when I--

I'm sorry.

Me, too. I'm sorry.

I know that I can...be judgy.

We both can be.

[sighs]

I had a dream

that you were the judge in courtroom 802.

I hope I didn't sentence you to life without Cabernet.

No. It was weird.

Everyone was in it. Emily was pregnant.

I don't want to know who the father was.

[laughs]

What?

Nothin'.

There are many sides to every story...

and the road not taken

does not always guarantee the grass will be greener.

Oh, okay, Yoda.

Last time. Thoughts on Stanford.

No, no, no, no. Not touching it.

I respect that.

What should I do?

I don't know.

You know, life is complicated and messy.

You should do what feels right.

But if I were you, I wouldn't go.

Closure or no closure.

- Thanks, man. - Yeah.

- Now I've got to go. - Okay.

♪

♪

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