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Previously, on Family Law...

I'm seeing a therapist.

How is it?

Surprisingly insightful.

[♪]

It's time I was made partner.

Little early for that.

Want in on the office pool?

$100 lets you guess which day Daniel breaks up with Danielle

before their two-year anniversary.

Speaking of Danielle,

I sent her dates for her wedding shower

three days ago and I haven't heard back.

I broke up with her.

[quartet] ♪ Daniel, Daniel

♪ She gave you her answer, Boo ♪

Awesome engagement gift, right?

♪ She's half crazy All for the love of you ♪

If you hadn't had an affair with a woman named "Felicity"--

I didn't mean for it to happen.

- Maggie. Lucy's wife. - Oh!

[♪]

[women laughing]

[♪]

♪ Feels like I'm moving on

[♪]

♪ Feels like I'm moving on

[♪]

♪ Feels like I'm moving on

[♪]

♪ Feels like I'm moving on

[♪]

♪ Feels like I'm moving on

[♪]

♪ Feels like I'm moving on

[♪]

♪ Feels like I'm moving on

♪ I'm moving on

[♪]

[sirens wailing]

Hey, Danny, wait up.

You didn't break up with Danielle

because of me, right?

Because I planted doubts?

Wow. Give yourself more credit.

I liked her. I was rooting for you.

Right. That's why you kept your little office pool going

even after I proposed.

And paid it out when we broke up.

I saw Jerri pricing flights to Maui.

For the record, I think you did the right thing.

Thanks, Abigail.

Your approval means the world to me.

I'm serious.

It takes courage

to end something that isn't working.

It's better than stringing her along

while you're, oh, I don't know, hooking up with other women.

[♪]

[elevator bell dings]

Good morning, Mr. Junior Svensson.

It's Daniel.

I'm so sorry about the barbershop quartet. I had--

[snaps] Stop it, all of you! I'm fine.

[candies clattering on floor]

Jerri.

Morning. Pour you a coffee?

Thanks. Got it.

Big Canucks game tonight, huh?

Yeah.

Want to catch it with me later?

Can't. Busy.

[Harry chuckles awkwardly]

They're on a hell of a roll.

Really coming together.

That's what happens when you play like a team.

You know, spread the puck around.

[footsteps approaching]

Mr. Junior Sve... "Daniel"?

Uh, your 9:00 is here.

[♪]

What?

[♪]

I believe I'm owed spousal support.

Okay, Bailey.

When did your marriage end?

Oh, their marriage is still going strong.

S-Sorry, their...?

Gavin and Crystal.

I was their unicorn.

Did I not already say that?

So how long were you three together?

Two years.

I met Gavin first.

He was just so classy. You know?

And so handsome.

It was like talking to Keanu Reeves.

He introduced me to Crystal later.

She's fine, too.

And what was your net worth

at the start of the relationship?

Any assets?

Oh, no. I'm an artist.

Or at least I was, until they got buried with work.

Then I became their full-time househusband.

So you set aside your career to help theirs?

It was enriching on both sides.

Crystal called it "developing new life skills".

Gardening and cooking

and organizing their company's files.

And as you developed these "new life skills,"

would you say their company's value increased?

Big time.

Until one day,

totally out of the blue, they kicked me out.

Where are you living now?

In the studio.

With a weird toilet.

I mean, can people just do that?

They won't return my calls.

It's like it never happened.

There's not much precedence

when it comes to polyamory and the law,

but it sounds like your relationship

would fit the definition of "marriage-like,"

which means you should be entitled to a share

in the increased value of their company.

And if we get the right judge,

we could get some spousal support.

Well, this all sounds promising, right?

What are their full names?

Steele.

Gavin and Crystal Steele.

[stammers] The Crystal Steele?

[♪]

We're in

this collective moral freefall

thanks to the deterioration of traditional family values.

Take the institution of marriage.

It's been hijacked.

I mean, if gay people want civil unions,

fine, go for it,

but don't force the rest of us

to redefine

the legal definition of marriage

to suit your agenda.

Probably should've led with that, huh?

["Uh-oh" by Jeremy Fisher plays]

♪ You can't prove it

♪ Uh-oh

♪ You got nothing legit

♪ Uh-oh

♪ The glove don't fit

♪ Uh-oh

♪ You gotta acquit

♪ Uh-oh

♪ The charges won't stick 'cos

♪ I ain't no sucker

♪ Ain't your lollipop but

♪ You can kiss my sweet

♪ Uh-huh

♪ Never gonna stop Never gonna stop... ♪

♪ Never gonna stop Never gonna stop ♪

♪ You can't prove it

♪ Uh-oh

The problem these days

is that everyone is too afraid to tell the truth,

because of how they will spin it.

[interviewer] And who exactly is "they"?

The left-wing media, the snowflakes,

the social justice warriors--

they're all trying to suppress our freedom of speech.

You cannot say anything these days

unless it fits into

their ultra-sensitive, politically correct

belief bubble.

They're trying to control the narrative,

and we are not gonna roll over and just let that happen.

I want to roll over her with a truck.

Now, now, now. Violence begets violence.

Seriously, Jerri?

This is the same woman that said trans people

were "mentally ill attention-seekers".

Well, you know what they say about revenge.

It's a dish best served cold?

The best revenge is a life lived well.

Mmph. I like mine better.

I can't believe she's in a polyamorous relationship.

Why would Crystal Steele risk her reputation

for a three-way?

Why would "insert famous person's name here"

risk everything for "insert sex act here"?

The heart wants what the heart wants.

Is that what you tell yourself every time you have an affair?

[Crystal] I feel sorry for men like my husband.

His kind have become

the most oppressed group of the 21st century.

[interviewer] And what group is that?

[Crystal, snaps] Straight white men!

It's true!

[all, overlapping] What?

I can't even compliment a woman

without risking a sexual harassment claim.

Oh, poor Dad. The injustice!

[dryly] Yeah...

the fear of a slap on the wrist.

All we fear is getting the crap beat out of us

for merely existing.

- You walked right into that one. - Okay, okay.

Point taken.

The background info you asked for.

Crystal was a high-school teacher

till she got fired for using health class

to discuss her pro-life views.

I think you mean anti-choice.

She started a YouTube channel-- "Thinking Right with Steele"--

which skyrocketed in the last few years.

Hundreds of thousands of subscribers.

Horrifying, but surprising no one.

Fits with Bailey's timeline.

Polyamory is the exact type of thing

Crystal Steele rails against.

Which means she's gonna want

to settle this quickly and quietly.

I think I've always been

somewhat polyamorous.

No, Harry. You've always been a serial-cheating asshole.

[chuckles bitterly]

[quietly] Guess it runs in the family.

[♪]

You want to tell me what's up?

I don't know, Lucy.

Do you want to tell me what's up?

You've been making innuendos all morning--

like you think you know something.

Oh, I don't think I know something.

I know I know something.

I saw you... last night.

Sticking your tongue down some random woman's throat.

It's not what you think.

I'm pretty sure it's exactly what I think.

Ha! There you are, Ms. Svensson.

You have a patient waiting.

[♪]

[hockey announcer] ...With the puck now

in the neutral zone.

Dustin Brown...

crosses the line.

And with the puck just behind the net...

it looks like Gaudette has got the puck there.

What's the score?

[laughs]

Since when do you care about hockey?

I support the hometown team.

Name one player on the Canucks.

There must be a "Dave" or a "Dougie"?

[laughing]

I thought you'd want some company

since Daniel's... busy.

He hasn't been himself lately.

He just broke off his engagement.

That's why I invited him to watch the game with me.

I think he'd rather you invited him to be your partner.

I'm not giving him a leg up just because he's my son.

Come on, Harry!

You're way harder on him because he is your son.

He's not ready.

Well, throw him a bone, then.

Something to show him he's valued.

[♪]

She's smaller in real life.

Except her head.

It's huge!

It looks normal-size on Instagram.

You follow her?

I follow lots of people,

from all over the political spectrum.

[winces in revulsion]

Ugh, Jerri!

What is the expiry on that?

Two weeks ago.

You can't drink that!

It's for Crystal.

[snickers] What happened

to "the best revenge is a life lived well"?

Sometimes in life, you gotta take your lumps.

What'd I say? Keanu Reeves, right?

From which movie?

Let's get right to it.

Our client was in a common-law relationship

with the Steeles.

No. The only relationship my clients had with yours

was landlord-tenant.

I'm sorry. Did you just say "landlord-tenant"?

Do you have the lease agreement?

Of course they don't. I wasn't their tenant.

They didn't make him sign one because they took pity on him.

He was a starving artist,

so they let him stay

in exchange for doing a little work around the house.

They pressured him

into giving up a lucrative career.

Lucrative?

He sold posters on Etsy.

Postcards.

Mrs. Steele's fame

attracts the occasional unscrupulous type.

Now, I've advised my clients against engaging,

but they're decent people.

[Abby scoffs]

And in spite of Mr. Jacob's outrageous claims,

they're willing to pay a settlement

to avoid any future harassment.

That's our offer.

With conditions.

It stands for 24 hours.

That was a wall of lies.

Yeah. They wouldn't offer 50 grand if it wasn't true.

It's not a bad offer.

You'd have to sign a confidentiality agreement

and an affidavit swearing you were just a tenant.

I cooked them dinners.

I had sex with them regularly.

I planted a herb garden!

Okay, let's--

Basil. Mint!

Dill... tarragon.

Verbena!

All the times I should've been painting,

I was taking care of them.

[Abigail] Bailey.

As your lawyers, we advise you to sign this.

Just think.

If you have student loans, you can pay them off.

Start painting again.

But how can you just pretend like something didn't happen?

I'd be signing a lie.

Why don't you sleep on it?

We'll talk again in the morning.

[exhales deeply]

Artists.

Hmm. Did my research before I came here.

You and I have a certain infamy on YouTube.

Oh, poor you!

You can't say a word to me without my lawyer present,

otherwise you'll be in a heap of trouble.

Hey. That's a nice touch with the "gender-neutral" bathroom.

It's for him, isn't it? Your receptionist.

She... is our Office Manager.

And you are a piece of--

Oh, sorry.

I... What are you--?

[keyboard clacking]

Hi...

Hi.

So you're...

Yep.

I have an uncle who watches you.

Great.

A lot.

He doesn't get out much.

[door shuts nearby]

"Read this out loud, please."

Ahem.

Uh, "Bailey won't sign.

He would never accept such a paltry sum,

so there's nothing stopping him from going pubic."

[gasps] Sorry, "public".

"And then he will 'control the narrative'".

Are you nuts?

Nina. Excuse us for a minute, please.

I'm not a lawyer,

but I'm pretty sure you can get disbarred for that.

Well, I'm not a lesbian,

but I'm pretty sure

making out with someone who isn't your wife

is cheating.

So if-- if I keep my mouth shut,

you will too, is that what you're saying?

No, that's what you're saying.

I'm so sorry, but I really do need to pee.

[♪]

They're for real this time.

You can even call Dr. Attwar if you want.

I gave her permission to talk to you.

I know.

- How do you-- - Because I already called her.

Oh.

You said you wanted to talk about something?

Yes.

Sofia.

She still smitten with Justin?

Since she's been grounded, he texts her, constantly.

Oh, god, please no dick pics.

Ha. Worse! Poems!

Oh, how bad?

Like "maybe we can push off the birth control chat" bad?

Sofia thinks they're deep.

Yeah. 'Course she does.

We can't keep her locked in her room forever.

Can we?

She has probably been grounded long enough.

Yeah, okay.

I'll tell her

that we've agreed to let her out on probation.

[♪]

[Daniel] I just got off the phone with Candice Birch.

The Steeles withdrew their offer.

What? Why would they do that?

In my office! Now.

[♪]

[Crystal] And yet again

the virtue-signaling left

is trying to take us down with lies.

This time,

they're claiming

that my husband and I were involved

in an inappropriate sexual relationship

with our former tenant.

But we will not be blackmailed,

which is why I've decided to go public

with these outrageous lies.

Fake news!

Cooked up by a hack artist and two unscrupulous lawyers--

Daniel Svensson and Abigail Bianchi

at Svensson and Associates.

[click]

What the hell is she doing?

She's controlling the narrative.

Hokey-smokies, Ms. Bianchi.

She stole your idea.

[♪]

You talked to the opposing lawyer's client?

No. Nina did.

It's true.

I read Ms. Bianchi's text out loud.

Am I going to get fired?

No one's getting fired.

Correction. Nina's not getting fired.

What were you thinking?

I-I was trying to leverage

a stronger position for our client.

Bullshit.

You couldn't help yourself. You just had to go after her.

[Lucy] Actually, Crystal was going after Jerri.

I heard everything.

Crystal Steele has built a career

getting a rise out of people.

You have to keep a cooler head.

Do you have any idea

how badly you just burned our client?

And us.

It's false claims like these

that keep crooked firms

like Svensson and Associates in business.

She keeps calling us out by name.

Maybe it's a good thing.

It might drum up new clients.

People who can't stand her politics.

[Daniel] No. It's a tactic.

She's mobilizing her followers.

[Lucy] Daniel has a point.

If something is repeated often enough,

our brains are programmed to start believing it.

[Abigail] What are we talking about?

A handful of incels sending angry tweets?

They're not gonna do anything.

They'd have to put on pants for that.

[loud boom and hissing]

[coughing]

[hissing]

It's okay! It's okay.

It's just a stink bomb.

Nina, call 9-1-1.

[♪]

[Harry] I know this was an upsetting incident

and I want to make it clear we're not taking it lightly.

Feel free to work from home for the rest of the day

and move any client meetings offsite.

We'll beef up security and get back at it tomorrow.

We all know how fast the news cycle moves

and I have no doubt this will all blow over quickly.

If you have any questions or concerns,

don't hesitate to ask.

All right, we good?

Great. See you in the morning.

[footsteps departing]

[Cecil] Crystal's followers are all fired up.

[Lucy] What are they saying?

RebelRage41 says,

"Sounds like the lawyers at hashtag Svensson and Associates

need to be served...

with a punch in the head."

And this guy says,

"The lawyers at hashtag Svensson and Associates

are maggots.

Time to fumigate."

And Crystal Steele says,

"The way hashtag Svensson and Associates

are trying to exploit me, makes me want to..."

Want to what?

[no audio]

[Daniel] Gotta give her credit for that one.

[Harry] Like I said, we'll beef up security,

to be on the safe side,

and it's coming out of your paycheque.

You pay me less than a paralegal.

No offense.

Guys?

Abby and Daniel both just got doxxed.

What the hell does that mean?

Crystal's followers posted their home addresses

on the Internet.

Which home address?

[phone rings]

Hey, Sofe. Everything okay?

[shakily] Mom.

I tried calling Dad, but he's in court.

- What's wrong? - There's some guy in our yard.

Just kind of... lurking.

Are the doors locked?

I think so.

Okay, sweetie.

Just stay away from the windows.

I'm on my way.

Please hurry.

I will.

I'm gonna stay on the phone with you, okay?

I'm sure it's nothing.

It's probably just some guy looking for his dog.

I'll drive.

[♪]

[officer] Did you get a good look at him?

No.

He was wearing a red ball cap.

I think it had words on it.

Well, he's long gone now

and there's no evidence of an attempted break-in.

Grampa!

My favourite grandson!

Hey. We got here as fast as we could.

Are you arresting my sister?

Sweetie, why don't you take your brother inside?

Mom.

Have you built that Medieval castle I gave you?

Yeah! It's so cool.

Ah.

You've gotta see the catapult.

Oh, and one thing I bet you didn't know--

that, in Medieval times, they pooped in their closets...

Want to explain what's going on?

Uh, we've made an enemy out of Crystal Steele.

The Crystal Steele?

And her rabid followers.

We aren't all rabid.

I'd suggest you all find

somewhere to stay for the next few nights.

Better safe than sorry.

[♪]

[buzzing]

[Sofia] This is so unfair.

I just got ungrounded, and now this.

Oh, it's nice to see you, too, Sofia.

I love you, Jo-Jo,

but I was supposed to go out tonight.

Not with the pierced creature I found on my couch, I hope.

Trust me when I tell you-- you can do so much better.

You probably just rigged this whole thing

so I couldn't see Justin.

Oh. Sofia, come on.

No, Frank, she's onto me!

It's how I spend my every waking hour.

"What can I do to mess with Sofia's life?"

Are we in the witness protection program?

Nothing quite as exciting as that.

Look, Jo-Jo!

I copied your signature.

That is scarily good. I'm gonna lock up my chequebook.

[phone buzzes]

[Sofia] Why are you allowed to have your phone at the table?

Uh, I'm managing a bit of a situation here.

[ice clinking]

And Jo-Jo needs a top-up.

[ice clinking]

[Frank exhales]

You know...

it might be better if you didn't do that in front of Abby.

You know, it might be better

if you didn't do that woman at the legal convention--

Oh, wait. Too late.

Everything okay in here?

All good.

Just exchanging the usual harsh judgments.

[Abigail] Excellent.

God forbid we become one of those functional families.

Do you think that guy in our backyard

was one of Crystal's followers?

I don't know.

Maybe the kids should stay home tomorrow with my mom.

That's a good idea.

Maybe you should take a day off, too.

No. I'll be fine.

Mm. You sure?

[Nico] Mom?

Can you bring me some ketchup for my chicken balls?

Gross.

[phone buzzes]

[♪]

[♪]

You check in with your brother and sister?

Everyone seems to have survived the night incident-free.

[text alert chimes]

Oh, my god.

The trolls have your number now, too.

I'll block him. It's fine.

It's not fine.

These people are sick.

I don't want you to go into the office today, babe.

I can't cancel on my patients.

I'll be careful. Promise.

[♪]

Hey!

How are you doing?

Shitty, thanks.

What do you want?

I don't know if you heard

about what's going on with Crystal Steele--

I'm a PR strategist. What do you think?

I just wanted you to know I'm fine.

I mean, you weren't responding to my text messages--

Take a hint, Daniel.

It's called ghosting.

[♪]

It's not my first day of kindergarten, Frank.

You don't have to walk me right to the classroom.

I've seen what Crystal's followers are posting.

If it were up to me,

you wouldn't be going to work at all.

[gasps]

[bell dings]

Can I see some I.D.?

I-I work here.

Great. If you wouldn't mind

showing me your license or something.

And yours, sir?

Oh, I'm her, um...

I was just walking her up.

See you tonight.

You get into work okay?

I'm here, aren't I?

Look, Abby.

What you saw,

it was a moment of weakness.

Hmm.

Priya-- my teenage therapist,

the one you so highly recommended--

says our weak moments reveal a lot about who we really are.

Screw Priya.

Seriously.

I feel horrible about it.

Do you?

Or do you feel horrible you got caught?

Why do you care, one way or the other?

Because it's a shitty thing to do to your partner.

Okay? Believe me, I know.

[sighs]

What's wrong with us?

Is it genetic?

Well, I'm not the one who cheated,

so, if it's genetic, you're the carrier,

not me.

[♪]

How are my grandkids? Everyone okay?

Yes.

I kept them home from school, just to be safe.

Jerri, I've never seen you wear running shoes before.

So? They're comfy.

And much easier to run in than heels.

We're all a little on edge.

Um, Mr. Svensson?

Uh, that was Clive Berg.

He just cancelled.

Your 2:00 cancelled, too.

Really?

Oh, and Cecil called in sick.

[scoffs] Yeah, right.

He's got a bad case of chickenshit-itis.

Well, my dad wanted me to stay home today, too.

But I just love my job too much.

Get your brother. We need to rein this in.

[knocks]

Harry wants to see us.

Everything okay last night?

I live in a high-security condo with a doorman named Brutus,

so, yeah.

Aside from a slew of racist posts.

Racist? What are they saying?

Oh, everything from anti-Semitic to anti-Muslim.

A few think I'm from Pakistan. One dude thought I was Chechen.

[astonished sigh]

Mine were more of

the misogynistic, rapey, death-threat variety.

I don't have kids to worry about, Abby.

So, if you want to step away from this case,

I'll understand.

Thank you.

But I need to see this through.

I'm part of the reason we're in this mess.

Part of?

All of. You are all of the reason.

I just found out one of our clients

jumped ship to Phil Sterling because of all this--

the Falafel Prince of Vancouver.

We need to find proof that Bailey's telling the truth.

So find it.

[Daniel] Do you have anything that can prove

the nature of your relationship with the Steeles?

Emails? Texts?

[Bailey] No. Crystal was super-paranoid

about leaving a digital trail.

A digital trail?

She insults everybody on Twitter and her YouTube channel.

Were the three of you ever seen in public together?

Maybe you told your family or your friends?

I'm the kind of person who just disappears

when they get in a relationship, you know?

I'm trying to work on that.

[♪]

No, no, no! I locked up last night.

Maybe we should call the police?

[♪]

We need to call the cops.

What if they broke in while you were here?

They could come back.

It's okay. I'll...

I'll be evicted next Friday, anyway.

There are some, um... I should--

There are some framed pieces over here,

I should check for broken glass.

You know, he's actually....

Surprisingly good?

Bailey?

Is this you and Gavin?

Whenever Crystal was away on business,

we'd sneak off to Tofino.

I was gonna give it to him for his birthday.

[Abby] It's beautiful.

- Yeah? - Mm-hmm.

Gavin's an artist, too.

A photographer.

Crystal forced him to do business school,

but he still takes pictures.

Cityscapes. He even took some of us.

I'm wearing Crystal's heels in one of them.

It was meant to be camp, but it was surprisingly sexy.

Wait.

There are pictures?

Sexy ones?

Well, not "Mapplethorpe sexy," but...

Bailey.

Pictures of you two, together?

Ohh.

He probably destroyed those.

You heard him. I was their "tenant".

I think I just wanted an excuse to see him,

one more time.

Maybe that's why I came to you.

To see if he's hurting, like I am.

So selfish, right?

Not really.

You needed to know that what you had was real.

The worst thing?

Even after all this,

my heart still tells me it was.

Is that stupid?

Bailey, think.

Was there a time where anyone could have seen

you and Gavin together?

Once, maybe?

The first time we met.

Where was that?

[electronic music throbbing]

[barkeep] Yeah, I've seen him. Never with her, though.

He used to come here alone on weekends.

Okay. What about this guy?

Can't say I have.

Can I fix you something?

Bear on the Beach? Aging Twink?

Uh, what's a "D.I.L.F. on the Rocks"?

[♪]

Or you know what?

Two mineral waters.

So, back to the first guy--

ever see him leave here with anyone?

Your jawline fascinates me.

Oh. Thank you.

Yeah. I've seen the older one with some of our regulars.

That guy, over there.

Gavin likes 'em young.

Mm-hmm.

What do you do for a living, Jawline?

Hmm? You a fireman?

Underwear model?

Well, actually, I'm a lawyer.

[♪]

[chuckles]

Enjoying the male gaze?

It's the most attention I've had

since Danielle and I...

You know...

since you are the one that ended it with her,

you could probably un-end it.

Pretty sure I burnt that bridge.

[♪]

Gavin picked me up here a few years ago.

He and his wife and I had a thing

for a couple of months.

Have you heard what's happening lately

with the Steeles?

Oh, yeah. It's all over the news.

They're really trashing that poor guy.

It would mean a lot to him

if you would come forward with your story.

It would mean a lot to me if I could avoid a hate crime.

We're not asking you to go public.

You don't even have to be in the same room as the Steeles.

Just come into our office and sign an affidavit.

It would show Bailey wasn't the only one.

[♪]

Mm.

[knocks]

You were out late.

Everything okay here?

No.

You left me alone with your mother.

[chuckles] Cruel and unusual punishment.

Mm.

I'm sorry about this whole thing.

It's not your fault.

Ah, that's not entirely accurate.

[chuckles]

Abby, you smell like booze.

Trust me, it's not what you think.

A drag queen spilled her drink on me.

Possibly on purpose.

I was at a gay bar with Daniel.

Daniel's gay?

He wishes.

It's where our client met Gavin Steele.

Wow. Kind of risky for them to be seen out in the open.

Well, not them. Him.

Apparently, Gavin went there a lot.

We found this other guy he picked up,

pre-Bailey.

He also lived with the Steeles for a while.

He's agreed to sign an affidavit,

so hopefully it can put an end to all this.

Hmm. So, it's always Gavin who went cruising for a third?

Never Crystal.

Mm-hmm.

He probably wanted to protect her, right?

She's the one in the public eye.

Or it's, uh, Gavin's thing,

and she just goes along with it

to try to keep him happy and in the closet?

Hmm.

Florence.

That's where I bought you that bra.

It's still my favourite.

Mm-hmm.

[♪]

[♪]

- Oh. Sorry. - Sorry.

[Joanne] My ride's here.

I'm just grabbing a banana.

[chuckles knowingly]

Oh, sweet Jesus.

You two had sex.

What? Mother.

Don't even bother.

I'm onto you.

[scoffs] Yeah.

[Frank chuckles]

[text alert chimes]

[sighs]

[Daniel] We tried.

He was gonna sign an affidavit, but he got cold feet.

So let me get this straight.

You have no ex, no texts,

no emails, no love notes,

no one who's ever seen the three of them together.

Essentially, you've got nothing.

That pretty much sums it up.

Apparently, there are photos, but Bailey doesn't have them.

Meanwhile, our clients

are too afraid to come into our office,

and we keep hemorrhaging money as this drags on.

I think it's time we drop the case.

We can't just let her win.

You know I'm a fighter.

But sometimes,

you need to know when to throw in the towel.

[♪]

I've been thinking

about something Frank said to me last night.

What if Crystal goes along with all of this

for Gavin's sake?

Bailey, the guy from the club, many others, I'm sure.

But why would she just--?

Because she loves him. Doesn't want to lose him.

That would mean she has a heart.

Which is a stretch,

but if Bailey's right?

If what he and Gavin had was real,

then maybe Gavin still has those photos.

Well, if he does,

he's not just gonna turn them over.

You heard what Harry said.

When have I ever listened to Harry?

[Crystal] Wow. It's like Fort Knox around here.

Hope everything's all right.

I can empathize.

I know what it's like to have to hire

a security detail every time you travel.

Costs a fortune.

Enough to bankrupt a small business.

We're dropping the case.

I'm glad you came to your senses

and we can lay your client's lies to rest.

To be clear, we don't believe they're lies,

but the rape threats and the death threats...

"When I find you, I'll--"

the "F" word--

"...and then chop you into pieces

and feed you to my dog."

Positively tame, compared to some of them.

My client can't be held responsible

for what some of her followers say.

One of them broke into Bailey's studio

and trashed it.

Destroyed most of his paintings.

[Daniel] He's been getting death threats, too.

Your followers are really good at tracking people down.

Yeah, he can't stay at his studio.

It's not safe.

Of course, he's getting kicked out anyway.

He's flat broke.

He's gonna have to give up painting

and get a serving job.

But he doesn't have physical proof

of your relationship,

and he's decided

it's not worth risking his life.

Congratulations, I guess.

[♪]

Excuse me.

For the record?

I'm not mentally ill.

I'm not an attention-seeker, either.

Though my wife, Eleanor, might disagree.

I've got nothing against you, okay?

Some of the things I say on my channel,

it's just clickbait, you know?

It's nothing personal.

Of course not.

Feeding stereotypes that endanger people's lives--

why would I ever take that personally?

[♪]

[♪]

I'm gonna go inside and play with my castle.

My serfs have missed me.

Hey!

Say bye to your mom.

Goodbye, Mother.

Bye, Sofe.

It was fun living all together again.

You should come back.

Dad, I'm not going in the house without you.

Talk later?

I have to get to my AA meeting anyway.

You're going alone?

Jerri's meeting me there.

I'll be fine.

Crystal posted that we've dropped the case,

so I haven't had a death threat all afternoon.

[♪]

Can I walk you to your car?

Thanks, but I'll be fine.

That was a rhetorical question. I'm walking you to your car.

You realize you're gonna have to tell your story in there

at some point.

Baby steps, Jerri. Baby steps.

[Abby, shrieks] Ah!

Whoa!

[spray hissing]

[cries out] Ahh! Ahh!

Gavin?

[♪]

[♪]

[Crystal] Oh, my god.

He's got a good eye. Very charged.

We understand how difficult this must be for you.

Your husband of how many years?

Finally coming out of the closet.

Just get to the point.

You have got to be joking.

Bailey stole my husband. Why would I pay him this?

Because, based on your earnings

before Bailey entered your life and after,

this is more than fair.

We'll still want the confidentiality agreement.

And we can get Bailey to sign it,

but it won't do any good.

Gavin won't be bound by such an agreement.

Word will get out...

and your reputation will get dragged through the mud.

You'd enjoy that, wouldn't you?

Hell, yes.

But, frankly,

we don't relish a new slew of death threats...

and you want to save face,

so here's our offer.

[♪]

[Abigail] All's well that ends well, huh?

Only the person responsible would say that.

I'll admit to some culpability.

You are 100% culpable.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

You weren't at paddle-boarding this morning.

Where were you?

Sorry about that. Won't happen again.

I mean the part where we do anything together.

[Crystal] The lawyers at Svensson and Associates

were not crooked liars.

It was my husband who deceived me.

He deceived all of us.

And I thought our marital vows meant something.

This has made me more determined than ever

to fight against the immoral behavior

that is tearing away at our country's social fabric.

Crystal was unaware of my affair and my lifestyle,

and it's caused our marriage to come to an abrupt end.

I regret hurting my wife,

but I no longer am ashamed of who I am.

So, how is this going to play out

in the court of public opinion?

Gavin wins. He stopped living a lie.

But Crystal was the one who got cheated on.

I mean, pretend cheated, but still.

[Abby] Well, I think you've both demonstrated

how this is gonna go.

The people on the left are gonna side with Gavin,

and the people on the right will side with Crystal.

Who says I'm on the right?

Great to see you got some fight back, Cecil,

after feeling so sick.

I'm entitled to a safe work environment.

Photocopying is very safe.

[grumbling sigh]

So, nothing changes.

She gets to keep spouting her hateful views.

Our job was to get Bailey the best deal we could,

not to silence Crystal.

Not quite a fairytale ending.

Apologies for interrupting the party.

Sorry, she just pushed right past me.

What are you doing here?

You haven't told them?

- Not yet. - Oh.

Well, I was very impressed with your law firm,

so I've hired Harry to represent me in my divorce.

Could you take Mrs. Steele to the boardroom?

I'll be right there.

"Mrs. Steele" should know where the boardroom is by now.

Oh.

Okay.

Harry.

Seriously?

We're a law firm, Daniel, and she has deep pockets.

Oh, and you don't have to work

with your brother for the time being.

You're with me on this one.

What?

[Harry sighs] This could get ugly.

I'm going to need a street fighter.

Someone who doesn't mind getting her hands a little dirty.

Shall we?

[David Vertesi's "Life Ghouls" plays]

♪ Past desires

♪ A thousand miles down

♪ Like vast empires

♪ Now nowhere to be found

♪ But if I'm afraid

♪ Then so are they

♪ And though you keep it out of sight ♪

♪ I can see you've got that look in your eyes ♪

♪ Oh...

♪ I see you've got that look in your eyes ♪

♪ I see you've got that look in your eyes ♪

[♪]