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[Frank] Have you been drinking?

What a horrible thing to suggest.

Then explain the text you sent to Felicity.

I've never texted your one-night stand.

"Stay away from my husband, you 'count'."

You're washing your hands of him like you were never his mom

just so you can get laid?

[snaps] The agreement stands. 50/50!

Love you, Mom.

[Nina] Our moms are here with us in spirit,

and we still have our awesome dads.

You see what I got Nina for her birthday?

A DNA kit.

Here's hoping we find some long-lost relatives.

[Jerri] Did you stick to Danielle's script?

[Harry] Word for word.

It was a great interview!

Except for the part where you're dating Crystal Steele.

Thank for making this decision easy for me, Dad.

I quit.

[Frank] Do you have dinner plans?

Last night's takeout.

[♪]

Asha, this is...

my wife.

Hi.

Let's do it, let's have a baby.

I love you.

Crystal Steele? That is...

Baffling? Disturbing?

Icky?

All the above?

If you think about it, she's exactly Harry's type.

Strong, smart, opinionated--

even if you don't you agree with all those opinions.

Age appropriate.

Yeah, it's true. You know, he's never been the kind of guy

to date Barbies half his age.

He's always had strong taste in women.

He just likes to taste too many of them at once.

The tenants move out soon.

Three weeks today.

Not that I'm counting.

It'll be nice having you back home.

Ish. Home-ish.

Hard to believe that little vial holds the DNA

of a 6'2" Olympic rower and Howard grad.

Or the DNA of a pathological liar

who likes to masturbate into cups.

Sorry. Nerves.

You ready, Maggie?

As ready I'll ever be.

Okay.

Would you like to do the honours?

Ahem.

All right, little Svensson-Roth...

You mean Roth-Svensson.

[♪]

- That's it? - That's it.

In and out faster than Carl Yankowitz.

My first and last boyfriend.

[chuckling]

[Jerri] You'll need to file a transfer memo,

and we'll need signed joint letters with your clients.

Yup, on it.

Make sure you're up to date with all your billing.

I'm always up to date.

Are you sure about this?

Yannick's firm doesn't have half the reputation ours does.

But they recognize my worth.

I look forward to helping them build their reputation.

You'll be a small cog in a big wheel.

A wheel with no family...

a wheel with a designated bike room.

Morning, Mr. Svensson. Good weekend?

Yes, thank you, Nina.

Me too.

My dad and I took a pastry-making class

and then, on Saturday, we had an Alias marathon at his place.

Morning, all.

Nina, I need this FedEx'ed overnight, please.

Okey-dokey.

Lucinda, good morning.

Hi, Harry.

[♪]

[Bryan imitates a trumpet fanfare]

Special delivery for Nina Beasley!

[chortles gleefully]

DNA Donuts!

Here you go. Help yourselves.

Apologies, Ms. Bianchi,

I know this is when Nina's supposed to start her workday.

Yeah, we got our DNA results this morning

and we wanted to open them together.

Well, good. Knock yourselves out.

- You first. - Okey-dokey.

[Cecil] My family did DNA kits last year.

Turns out my grandparents are first cousins.

[Abby coughs]

Weird.

It says that I have a "sibling match".

A half-brother.

But I'm an only child, right?

Right-a-rooni, Nina Beana.

A younger brother.

Mom had to have a hysterectomy after I was born.

[♪]

Are you suggesting...?

What kind of self-respecting man--

Many, Bryan, many self-respecting men,

including my father,

and other men I know very well.

Well, Paula was my high-school sweetheart,

the love of my life.

My one and only.

- Seriously? - Why don't we just

check Bryan's results and cross-check 'em?

Ahh. That's usin' the ol' noggin, Cecil.

See? That kid doesn't show up on mine.

Bryan...

Nina doesn't show up here, either.

That would mean

you and your dad don't share any DNA,

which would mean he's not even really your--

Ow!

["Uh-oh" by Jeremy Fisher begins]

[♪]

♪ 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 'Cause ♪

♪ 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

♪ You can't prove it

♪ Uh-oh

Well, the lab must have mixed up our samples.

What a cock-up!

I'm gonna...

I'm gonna write a strongly-worded letter.

Uh, Bryan...

I just want to know how you and your wife--

Paula, God rest her beautiful soul.

How you and Paula...

Got pregnant with me?

Um, they tried for two whole years.

You ever see that movie "Cheaper by the Dozen"?

Paula and I, we wanted a family like that.

But Mom had uterine fibroids.

So we decided to try in vitro--

Paula's egg and my sperm--

it took a few tries, but...

third time lucky.

[giggles] Mom always used to say,

"We weren't able to have more children,

but it didn't matter,

because we could never outdo you."

Ohh! And she was right.

You were...

you are just perfection itself.

Ohh, Dad.

Uh, how about we get your DNA retested?

I have a contact at a lab here in town.

I could get it fast-tracked.

Good idea, Ms. Bianchi.

Yeah, we'll get this mess cleared up lickety-split.

[thumpa-thump]

Hey, just out of curiosity,

uh, what fertility clinic did you use?

"Lasting Legacies."

Rated number one on Yelp.

[♪]

Nice!

You won't talk to Harry, but you'll still mooch his food.

Gotta save money where I can...

...since Maggie could soon be eating for two.

- Are you--? -...Trying to get pregnant?

Yep. She was... [makes slurping sound]

...this morning.

Ew. But also... congratulations!

Thanks.

So, you told her?

Mm-hmm.

And she was fine?

Mm-hmm.

Well, then.

That's great.

[text alert chimes]

Are you leaving because of me?

Or because of Harry?

While working with you

has truly been a career lowlight...

-...it's mostly Harry. - Figured.

I'll miss you.

Really?

No.

But at least you're the dickhead I know.

Now I have to be junior to some rando dickhead.

What, you didn't think Harry would replace you?

[snickers]

Ahh.

[♪]

The doctor will be with you in just a moment.

[door opens]

Mm! Forgive me. It's been a busy morning.

I haven't had a chance to finish my breakfast.

You must be Abigail.

How can I help you?

Ah, well, where to begin, Dr. Peterson.

Oh, please, call me Dr. Doug.

And don't you worry--

you still have a few good years left.

We have successfully impregnated many wom--

No. No, no. That's not why I'm here.

I'm a lawyer.

I'm here on behalf of my client, Bryan Beasley.

Beasley...

He and his wife, Paula, were patients of yours

a couple decades back.

[chuckles] I see so many couples.

They had a daughter, Nina.

Paula's since passed away.

- Aw, I'm sorry to hear that. - Mm-hmm.

Father and daughter recently did one of those Ancestry kits.

Oh, yeah, all the rage these days.

Their DNA doesn't match.

I... I don't understand.

Neither do they.

They're both clinging to the hope

that the lab made a mistake,

but you and I both know that's a fantasy.

[chuckles awkwardly] Ahem.

Um...

what did you say the name was again?

-"Beasley." - Beasley...

Yeah. Bryan and Paula.

Oh, yeah. Okay.

Here's the file.

Yeah, everything appears to be in order.

Mr. Beasley's sperm was used on three separate occasions.

But it's not in order, is it?

Because Bryan's not Nina's biological father.

'98...

You know, I had a lab technician back then,

had to let her go.

Narcotics addiction.

I suppose it's possible

that some sort of mix-up happened back then.

Oh, goodness, I feel terrible.

If there's anything I can do to help--

Well, for starters, I'd like Nina's DNA tested

against every donor at the clinic.

I would love to help you with that, I really would,

but we destroy all the samples after 20 years.

-[knocking] - Dr. Doug?

Your 11:00 is here.

And yet my chai latte isn't.

Uh, my apologies.

We're gonna have to pick this up at another time.

[♪]

Oh, you know what? I forgot my lucky pen.

Gwyn, hi.

It's Abigail Bianchi.

Uh, if I got you another sample,

could you fast-track that one, too?

Oh, you're a peach.

[Frank] Lunches, check...

- Thank you. - French horn, check.

Hey, did you see that text from our tenants last night?

They're moving out on Friday.

Yeah, I saw.

Yeah, well, we don't have to wait.

I could move in this weekend.

Let's stick to the original plan, okay?

There's a lot going on these next couple weeks.

Plus, we've given the kids a timeline.

Let's not rock the boat.

Hi, Mom!

Hey, babe.

One thing I bet you didn't know

is that tornadoes

can be as fast as Formula One race cars.

Cool.

[Nico] Yeah, I know, right?

Can I ask you something personal?

Uh, no.

When did you know you were pregnant?

With Sofia, I had no idea

until I started puking up my breakfast,

but, with Nico, I knew right away.

A gut thing?

A boob thing. They ballooned!

Frank thought he'd died and gone to heaven.

It's been, what, days, right?

And there's only a 20% chance on the first try.

Well, try to relax. It's all you can do.

Morning, Gazoo.

I can't believe you're leaving.

We'll still hang out.

And you and Maggie

will still have me over for Sunday dinners, right?

Sunday dinners?

I'd love to leave, too, but rents are astronomical.

Well, no more in our building than anywhere else, I'm sure.

Oh, the rent in our building's a sweet deal for Lucy.

- Daniel-- - Dad leases the whole floor.

Lucy doesn't pay a dime.

[♪]

What about your phone line?

Utilities?

Back off, okay.

Wifi, shared reception--?

No, no, no, and... no.

Your messages... yours, and yours, and...

- yours. - Thanks.

He's interviewing Marco DiGenova?

Guy's a preening douche bag.

[Abby] Great.

It'll be like you never left.

[phone rings]

Gwyn, hi.

Can't tell you how much I appreciate this.

Thanks.

Bye.

Nina?

Do you think you could get your, um...

Bryan to come in?

[Bryan, stunned] Are you sure?

I'm sorry, Bryan.

The lab results confirm it.

Dr. Doug Peterson is Nina's biological father.

[wheels rumble]

[vomiting]

I'm relocating to Winnipeg.

[snorts] Winnipeg?

More like a demotion.

Says the man who works from home

in his Gryffindor pajamas.

Hufflepuff!

And Harriet understands that I have a creative soul.

Harriet's my new girlfriend.

I'm moving into her place.

Yeah, I give it three months until she realizes

that you are a talentless leech.

Why are you here?

Harriet is allergic to dogs.

And my new condo in Winnipeg has a strict "no pets" policy.

So, you're telling me,

after a full year of fighting for him,

neither of you wants Craig?

We want to find him the perfect forever home.

Which is my sister's place.

Oh! No way. She's agoraphobic!

Craig needs his walkies. My buddy Devon--

...Is stoned 24/7!

I wouldn't trust him with a dust bunny.

[Daniel, roars] Enough!

[calmly] You're wasting my time and yours.

Come back when you have a viable plan for Craig.

I'm not paying for any more sessions.

Ohh--

Okay, "Hufflepuff"? Let's see how you do without me!

- Hey, Harry. -[gasps] Bryan!

You can't just--

Where's Nina? She's supposed to...

I'm not Nina's biological father.

Wish I had never given her that DNA kit, huh?

I just thought it'd be fun

if we found some new cousins, or...

I'm very sorry to hear this, Bryan,

but I have a meeting.

I just wanted to talk father-to-father, you know?

I mean, you know better than anyone

that intense bond that dads have with their kids.

Well, I don't know if I'm really the one...

[deep, shaky sob]

[Bryan sighs]

I could sure use a hug.

[♪]

Who mixes up sperm?

Also, what were his samples doing there in the first place?

I want to sue Dr. Doug for medical malpractice.

Good luck with that.

The fertility industry's like the Wild West.

Really?

In cases like this,

doctors have wound up with a short suspension--

or less, just a slap on the wrist.

What are you, a sperm specialist?

Had a case last year.

Couple had one kid via in vitro before they split up.

Dad still had sperm stored at the clinic,

mom wanted another kid, dad didn't want his sperm used.

- And you repped--? - Mom.

Judge ruled for my client,

since the sperm was banked while they were still together.

Ah, the law was on your side.

Mm! The laws are still being created.

It's called "good lawyering".

I need you to get that man out of my office, right now.

Who, Bryan? I told him to go grab lunch.

Well, he didn't. He's crying on my couch!

I just spent five minutes smothered in a bear hug.

Poor Bryan.

I'd have sworn they were related.

They are so much alike.

One point for nurture.

Yes, but nature always takes precedence over nurture.

Please. If that were true, I'd be a lot like you.

[Abby snickers]

You're more like Harry than Lucy and me put together.

That is completely untrue

and also a very cruel thing to say.

I prefer the company of the crying man-baby.

[♪]

See?

- I see you've lawyered up. - Of course I have.

I have a reputation-- stellar, I might add--

to uphold,

and you are casting aspersions upon it.

Yeah, well, you did give the wrong sperm

to one of your patients,

and not just any old sperm--

your sperm.

I keep a few of my samples on file,

but only to calibrate the equipment.

Calibrate the--

I checked your employment records.

You mentioned a staffer with addiction issues?

Well, no one was fired

around the time Nina was "conceived".

You do realize

there's a very simple explanation for all of this?

Which is?

Uh, Mr. Beasley, perhaps you'd like to wait outside.

No, I wouldn't like to wait outside.

I'd like to hear it, thank you.

Woman comes to clinic.

Handsome doctor offers her a chance

to finally fulfill her dream.

Woman develops feelings for said doctor.

[Bryan] Feelings?

What are you... implying?

It happened the old-fashioned way.

I'm-- I'm deeply sorry, Mr. Beasley.

The only crime that happened here

was one of passion.

[♪]

I need you to go home

and dig up any correspondence of Paula's from that time, okay?

Letters, diaries...

If it's true, and I emphasize "if",

it's still a breach of his Hippocratic oath.

- No. - No?

No. None of it matters.

Bryan! Of course it matters.

No. It doesn't.

'Cause I'll never know for sure, will I?

If Paula was here, I could just ask her.

I could-- I could look her in the eye,

and I would know,

one way or the other,

but she isn't.

Now I know

that my beloved daughter isn't my daughter,

and that the woman I loved more than life itself is...

Bryan... please.

We don't know anything for certain yet.

My whole life is a lie!

[phone rings]

Good afternoon. Svensson and Associates.

Please hold.

One moment, please.

[punches keys]

Where's Nina?

She barfed again so Jerri sent her home.

I just feel so bad for her.

If I found out my dad wasn't my dad...

Something tells me you have nothing to worry about, Cecil.

Oh. Lucy.

What sperm bank did you and Maggie use?

- Uh, I... - Please tell me

you guys didn't go

to "Lasting Legacies Fertility Clinic."

I have a patient in five.

[phone ringing]

[Cecil] Good afternoon. Svensson and Associates.

Please hold.

Care to fill me in?

Nope. No. No, I do not.

What kind of people

hire Phil Sterling and pay his exorbitant fees?

People who have something to hide.

Yeah, exactly.

You were that kid, weren't you?

The one who framed everything?

What's that?

Third place in your junior-high spelling bee?

If you must know,

it's my Charlie J. Wilder Award from the Law Society.

They gave you one of those?

I only frame the meaningful ones.

And I just happen to have a lot of meaningful ones.

[quietly, realizing] Of course you do.

[Daniel] What?

[♪]

Hi, April.

Dr. Doug is gone for the day.

Oh, that's okay.

Just forgot my lucky pen in his office again.

Oh. He told me I'm not supposed to let you in.

How long have you worked here?

Three years.

Mm. Does Dr. Doug value you?

And your work?

I don't know how to answer that.

Because it doesn't really seem like it.

You are clearly... highly capable.

I am?

Trust me when I say

your boss is about to find himself in...

a predicament.

You need to start looking for a new job.

And I am happy to offer you a glowing reference.

[♪]

[snap]

[snapping]

[knocking at door]

Lucy-Goosey.

I can't stand you being mad at me.

Is it true, you and Maggie are trying to start a family?

It's true.

[chuckles]

That's wonderful news.

Which one of you is the vessel?

The what?

You know, the carrier.

If you must know, it's Maggie.

Ah.

Well, these things normally take a few tries.

Thanks. I'm aware.

I would happily... contribute, if you'd like.

Ew!

You can't be the kid's father and grandfather.

But, that way, the child would at least be partially yours.

The child will be mine, Dad. No matter who carries it.

Well, sure, but-- but biologically speaking--

I have work to do. Please go.

[♪]

[Crystal] So...

how are things with your kids?

Well, let's see.

The youngest one won't speak to me,

the middle one is leaving the firm,

and the oldest one is enjoying all of this immensely

because she's carrying around

33 years of resentment towards me.

The fact that you're dating me doesn't help, does it?

There is truth to that, yes.

You can't blame them.

They don't get to see all of me.

I mean, even I sometimes get sick of "Crystal Steele".

So why keep at it?

I grew up in a home

where powdered milk and margarine

were considered luxuries.

People say money can't buy happiness,

I say bullshit.

[laughs]

I'll drink to that.

Yes! Please.

I love being with you, Harry.

I love that I don't have to dumb things down for you.

And, um...

[quietly] ...you're the first person

who's made me feel desirable in a while.

But...

your kids are your kids, so...

...if you want out, I'll understand.

[♪]

- Hey, Harry. - Jesus. Bryan!

You've got to stop doing this.

[toilet tank refilling]

Did you just use my en suite?

Dr. Douglas Peterson.

The name mean anything to you?

We sit on a board together, why?

He's the fertility doctor my wife Paula and I used.

And he's Nina's biological father.

His story is,

they had an affair.

He has loads of birth announcements

pinned up in the reception area.

But... in his office...

...he has a smaller selection--

framed.

I can't prove it yet,

but I believe

he's been deliberately using his own sperm

to impregnate scores of women

without their knowledge or consent.

Including my Paula.

He's hired Phil Sterling.

We may have the beginning

of a class-action lawsuit on our hands.

Bryan...

would you mind, um,

waiting for us outside for a moment?

Sure. Sure thing.

- Thank you. - Okay.

This could be...

...Very lucrative.

Yes. We'd get 30% of the damages.

We?

I'd get a percentage of the spoils,

on top of a big bump in my salary,

which is currently on par with a burger flipper.

And I get to be lead.

You can't be lead, you're still on probation.

I'll be your senior counsel.

No. I want a co-counsel.

Daniel.

He's leaving, remember? His choice.

His choice? You pushed him out.

I did nothing of the kind!

- Don't make me go to Plan "B". - Which is?

Send this case to my old firm on the condition

that they bring me in to work on it

the moment my probation is over.

Why Daniel?

He's good.

I mean, not as good as me, but...

he's solid, and he's inadvertently

become an expert in fertility law.

And in case you haven't noticed?

The only one of your children

that can stand to be in the same room

with you right now,

is me.

Me!

You really want to push

all your children out of your life?

[♪]

Thanks for coming in, Bryan.

Oh, no. Thank you.

At least I know I wasn't wrong about Paula.

[door opens]

Nina.

I was hoping I'd see you.

I-- I...

I made you a tuna sammie.

Thanks, Da--

Thanks.

But I brought a lunch from home today.

[snaps] Hey!

Try cutting your dad some slack.

He's not my dad though, is he?

Do you really mean that?

When my mom died,

the only thing that got me through

was knowing that I still had him.

And now?

We're...

nothing to each other.

Nina.

I understand your world's just been turned upside-down,

but what you just said makes me wanna...

give you a good spanking!

You know what I think when I see you and Bryan?

I think you are so freaking lucky.

You have the best father/daughter relationship

I've ever seen,

DNA or no.

I share 50% of my DNA with my father and...

trust me--

what you and Bryan have is so much better.

[♪]

Have you made a decision?

[Kyle] We have.

Where would you like Craig to go?

[both] The SPCA.

Did you just say the SPCA?

Shh, shh, shh, shh!

We, um... we couldn't agree on who should take him.

We feel this is the best decision for everyone.

For everyone but Craig.

He's old, he's asthmatic,

there's a very good chance he'll be euthanized.

He's had a very good life.

You told me Craig was like your son,

but you never loved him the way a parent should love a son.

You never just loved him for who he is.

[roaring] And now you just want to let him go?

Hmm?

Uh, Harry would like to see you in his office.

[♪]

Not at all thrilled to be your co-counsel,

but...

I guess it's a small price to pay for partnership.

About bloody time!

Ohh!

Thanks, Jerri.

Wow. I guess Harry's getting soft in his old age.

My office in five.

Or it's the first sign of dementia!

[quietly] All right, what did you do?

What makes you think I did anything?

In order to get a class action certified,

we need a plaintiff.

Then we can propose it to the courts,

based off the evidence of that plaintiff.

Once it gets certified, then we can add more.

It's called "common issues".

Do you remember the VW diesel scandal?

They were cheating consumers in the same way,

whether it was your car or someone else's.

But this isn't diesel. This is sperm.

We need a plaintiff to take the stand.

You want me to be the plaintiff?

- We do. - Uh, no, thank you.

I don't even know if I want to sue the guy.

Nina.

You're our best bet

for getting this guy's clinic shut down for good.

Do you really want Dr. Doug to keep doing this

to other people?

[♪]

I was thinking.

When we do have a baby,

maybe I should be the stay-at-home parent.

But I'd be the one breast-feeding.

Well, we can get one of those breast pump things.

So I can feel like a cow with udders?

Forget it about it.

Fine. I just...

Never mind.

Lucy, what's up?

You and the baby...

...you're gonna have a biological connection and--

I just want the baby to have a chance to bond with me, too.

Babe.

I was a mess before I met you.

You have made me a better person.

This will be our baby.

It doesn't matter who carries it.

Okay.

[Judge Natali] Mr. Svensson, Ms. Bianchi,

what is this class action you hope to have certified?

Your Honour,

we have DNA proof that our client,

Nina Beasley,

is in fact Dr. Douglas Peterson's

biological child,

and she's here to testify to that fact.

Her surviving parent, Bryan Beasley,

is also a plaintiff in this case and--

[Sterling] Your Honour, this is fantasy.

A world of make-believe,

conjured by a man who feels bitter

that his deceased wife had an affair with my client.

[Daniel] The affair is the fantasy!

Your Honour,

Dr. Peterson artificially inseminated

not only Paula Beasley, but many more women,

with his own sperm,

without their knowledge or consent.

Do you have more sworn affidavits

to prove this theory?

Not on me.

[Sterling] He has no more affidavits

because there are no others.

Just one DNA match from a misguided dalliance.

They've had weeks to find more plaintiffs.

Motion to dismiss.

[Natali] He's got a point, Mr. Svensson.

Forgive me if I wasn't clear, Your Honour.

I don't have the affidavits on me,

because the plaintiffs wanted to deliver them themselves.

[♪]

Mr. Svensson, are we done with the theatrics?

Sorry, your Honour.

Not quite.

[♪]

[Nina] Finding this out,

it's affected every single moment of every day.

Nothing is the same.

And I wake up in the middle of the night,

with all these thoughts,

like,

what if I start dating someone

and it turns out that we're related?

And then my thoughts get really dark.

Take your time, Nina.

[tearfully] I think about my mom...

...and how he violated her.

And knowing that part of who I am

comes from this horrible man...

...and not from this really awesome man...

I don't even know if I can

call this awesome man "Dad" anymore.

I don't even know

if this really awesome man will be able to love me anymore.

Sir, you cannot approach the bench!

Nina Beasley.

You were,

you are,

and always will be, my daughter.

I just love you to the moon and back.

I love you, too, Dad.

[♪]

Thank you, Nina.

Well, if there's nothing else to add,

I will consider the merits.

Your Honour, I'd like to put Dr. Doug Peterson on the stand.

[Sterling] Objection!

You're here to certify a class action,

not grill my client.

Class actions take a long time to prepare.

I think the plaintiffs in this courtroom

deserve some answers today.

We're all dying to know what motivated Dr. Peterson,

or, should I say, "Mr. Peterson,"

since he won't be a doctor much longer?

- I object! - You can't object, sir.

This woman is demonizing me.

My motives were pure.

I only inseminated women

who weren't having success with in vitro.

My sperm is highly potent.

All I'm guilty of is giving couples

the families they desperately wanted.

- It was a selfless act! - Oh, spare me!

You may not have been drugging and raping women

or-or forcing them to watch you masturbate into potted plants--

- Objection. - But you

are just as vile as any other predator.

You loved looking at your trophy wall, didn't you?

Your sick way of continuing your legacy.

But let's be clear.

A real father

tends to bloody knees.

A real father

sits through soccer games in the rain.

[voice quaking] A real father tucks his child in at night.

You may have had a biological connection,

but you were never a father.

All righty, then.

I'll have my decision

on whether to certify this class action tomorrow.

Adjourned.

[gavel bangs]

You didn't suck.

Neither did you... surprisingly.

[text alert chimes]

[Abby] Will you please just tell me what's going on?

Hold your horses. You'll see.

[kids] Surprise!

We painted the suite for you.

Sofia, did you do that one?

It's beautiful.

I did this one.

Oh! Also excellent.

I told Justin about the new arrangement.

He's cool with it.

[♪]

[Daniel] I just heard.

Natali has certified our class action.

Congratulations.

That was great work yesterday.

From both of you.

Wait, a-are you wearing the same outfit from yesterday?

I have spare shirts in my office.

[Lucy] Let me guess.

You stayed over at the hatemonger's?

As a matter of fact, I did.

I almost broke up with her the other night

because of you three,

but I didn't.

And do you know why?

Because she likes me.

We like each other.

Do I agree with all of her views? No.

But at least we can discuss things,

and she doesn't-- what's the word...

...cancel me because I don't fall in lockstep.

And she sure as hell

doesn't make me feel like a dinosaur.

You treat me like all I'm good for

is free office rent...

...a promotion...

...a second chance.

Crystal doesn't want a thing from me

except my company.

And my body. She loves my body.

The sex with her is spectacular.

Beach volleyball, right?

Right.

You're Lucy's wife.

That's right.

You're Asha.

Well, nice to see you again.

That time you kissed Lucy...

...did you know she was married?

No. I didn't.

I didn't know it the next few times we "kissed," either.

In fact, I only found out a couple of weeks ago,

at beach volleyball,

but, my bad, we did have one last "kiss" after that.

And for that, I apologize.

[♪]

[sobbing]

[♪]

[♪]

[knocking]

Getting a head start on the weekend?

Sort of.

Meeting a friend.

Congrats again on the partnership.

Thank you.

Equity?

Income.

Seriously? Oh.

I set the table for you

and all you had to do was close.

Set the table for me?

Did you say something to Harry?

[scoffs incredulously]

No!

Of course not.

Daniel.

Have you ever known Harry to do anything he didn't want to do?

[♪]

Ms. Bianchi!

Hey, I just wanted to thank you for all of your efforts.

Ready to go, Dad.

[Bryan] If you don't have any plans this weekend,

you should come over on Saturday.

Yeah, we're hosting a barbecue for nine of my new siblings.

[Bryan] We're choosing to look on the bright side.

Paula and I always dreamed of having a big family.

And I always wanted brothers and sisters.

[Bryan and Nina laugh]

Well, that's a lovely offer, but I'm actually moving--

My folks say I grill a mean burger.

You should come, too!

- I'd love to. -[Nina giggles]

Abigail, Harry wants you in his office.

- Um, Jerri? - Yes?

Would you and Eleanor like

to come to a barbecue this weekend?

We'd love to.

Lucy was the one bad-mouthing your girlfriend, not me.

Close the door.

I did what you asked. I made Daniel partner.

Don't pretend like you did it for me.

Now I want you to consider something in return.

When your probation's over in six months,

I'd like you to stay.

That is a dreadful idea.

I interviewed a number of lawyers

to replace Daniel.

None of them was quite right.

Jerri thought it was because they weren't my son.

Daniel would never have brought me a case like this.

You are what this firm needs, Abigail.

Think about it.

[♪]

[door opens]

Wow. Just when I need a friendly face,

here you are.

I ran into Asha today.

Maggie, you have to believe me.

Okay? It's over.

Yes.

It is.

Maggie, I...

Oh, and by the way--

[stifles a sob]

...I'm pregnant.

[♪]

[door closes]

What a cutie-pie.

Thank you.

[♪]

Come on! Come on.

Hey! You wanna walk? Okay, okay. Come on.

Your first sleepover, Peanut.

How exciting!

[chuckles] Mr. Popularity.

Uh, do you think it's okay to bring Englebert?

Well, it wouldn't be fair for him to miss out on the fun.

[text alert chimes]

Since when do you have a phone?

Dad loaned me his old one,

in case I didn't want to spend the whole night.

Oh.

But I think I'm still getting his texts.

Who's "Felicity"?

[♪]

[♪]

Frank, hi!

Uh, FYI, Nico's still getting all your messages.

So, you might want to keep them PG.

And you must be Felicity!

Truly not a pleasure to meet you.

Have a great night, you two.

[♪]

[doorbell chimes]

[banging on door]

[slams glass down]

[♪]

[tearfully] You were right.

She found out.

[sobs]

[sniffles]

I didn't know where else to go.

[♪]

["Let Me Hurt" by Emily Rowed plays]

♪ Don't need a rescue Don't want a lifeline ♪

♪ I need to crumble Cannot save me this time ♪

♪ Used to think That being brave ♪

♪ Just meant moving on

♪ Now I sink into the pain

♪ Until it's all gone

♪ Just let me hurt A little longer ♪

♪ Just let me hurt A little longer ♪

♪ Heart is in stitches I burned all my bridges ♪

♪ Just let me hurt A little longer ♪