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(door opens)

He hasn't called.

Okay, that scared me.

Brandon's been in New York for three days.

His interview was yesterday.

Did he say he'd call?

Maybe it-it didn't go well,

and he's just embarrassed.

Or maybe it went great,

and he's having the time of his life.

Or maybe he wants to call, but doesn't know if he should.

How'd you leave it?

Doesn't really matter.

I hate

being up in the middle of the night.

It's the worst, right?

I'm pathetic. What's your excuse?

(giggles)

Well, memorial service for Noah's dad's tomorrow.

He hasn't really said anything. Do you think I should go?

I don't even know if he wants me to go.

Do you want me to go?

He's giving the eulogy.

I'll take that as a yes.

He'll be fine.

Brandon's gonna call.

Yeah.

Want to watch TV?

Yeah. Thought you'd never ask.

Don't worry about me. I'll be fine.

I just don't know what I'm gonna do.

Tomorrow,

or the day after that...

For the rest of my life.

Well...

you could start by pushing the "on" button.

Thanks.

MAN (on TV): Tomorrow's weather should be more of the same.

Look for a high of...

Now what? Just relax.

Check out your options.

Find

something you like, go for it.

What if I don't find anything I like?

You will.

Sooner or later.

Definitely will.

Third night in a row.

What? "What?"

That you've left.

Go back to sleep.

We'll talk in the morning.

I'm awake.

It's nothing.

Really.

It's just

we're moving pretty quick.

And leaving at

3:00 in the morning slows things down?

Yeah. A little.

And that's the reason?

That...

and you snore like thunder.

How's

the hunt for the dorm room going?

Uh, I talked to 'em last week.

Still on the waiting list.

Wow, must be a long list.

They said something will open up soon.

Did they really?

Yes, they really did.

You know, I don't think we're moving too quick.

And I don't think you do either.

If this is about Steve...

If?

I'm staying with him

because he offered me a place to live.

What if I did?

Are you?

I'm out of here.

(sighs)

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I remember when I was pregnant with our son...

Daniel would talk to Noah.

He said it was like speaking through a curtain.

That made him feel safe.

I think it allowed him to...

say what he felt in his heart.

And he felt so much.

More than you'll ever know.

Thank you.

Thank you, Mrs. Hunter.

Our prayers are with you and your family.

Noah.

I love you.

(clearing throat)

My father...

My dad, um...

Hell, look...

my father always told me when you're going on a trip...

take all your clothes, and all your money,

and lay it out on the bed.

And you talk half the clothes and all the money.

Daniel Hunter,

1945 to 1998.

CEO of Hunter Oil.

Liked his martinis dry with three olives.

Noah. Noah.

(minister speaks indistinctly)

Let him go.

I can't.

KELLY: You have to.

STEVE: Admit it.

It's good.

It's okay.

SOPHIE: It's a total find.

No one's ever heard of the club.

Well, I'm not saying that we shouldn't run your article.

It's-it's just not a column.

Well, then we'll call it "Sophie's Scene."

"Sophie's Suggestion." Yeah.

"Sophie's..." Something like that.

We'll run my review, my picture and...

Your picture?

It's a good idea.

No, Steve, I think that this is a great idea.

Well, at least Brandon thinks so.

What's that?

A Web site.

JANET: Mm-hmm. People will be able to access articles online.

So, we'll expand our reader base,

we'll more get more subscribers,

more advertisers. This is a good idea.

But for now, what about this?

SOPHIE: I think the Web site's a great idea.

Oh, do you? Mm-hmm.

Just not this one.

How many hits have you gotten so far?

Well, it's only been a day.

But after we register with the search engines,

and do a little promotion...

No, you know what you need?

One of those live digital cameras.

So you can see the entire newsroom.

You know, the hustle and the bustle,

copyboys copying, editors editing.

That kind of thing.

Oh, yeah, yeah.

That's happening.

I think the camera's a great idea.

Great.

So about the column--

I'll get you a picture right away.

Okay?

You were on your honeymoon.

I wanted to hear your voice.

With my mother.

God.

I shouldn't have called, I was wrong,

but I miss you.

You don't even know me.

Here she comes.

I kept thinking about Las Vegas.

Forget about Las Vegas.

It was a mistake.

And if I can't?

(elegant piano music plays)

Ah, handsome, kind and polite.

How did I ever get so lucky?

I just wish we would've found him.

Just so I can know he was okay.

He needs to be alone right now.

Look at all this. I have so much work,

and I can't imagine doing any of it right now.

So don't.

I have deadlines.

Blow 'em off.

Customers depending on me.

Disappoint them. I can't.

Why not?

I hate rhetorical questions.

You know, when we were at the funeral,

I was thinking about my life,

and then Noah got up and he freaked out and ran off.

And I realized I have no problems.

No deaths, no moments that I can't get back.

So you feel good knowing he feels bad?

No. I feel terribly for Noah.

I mean, the regret that he must feel

for having missed out on all that time with his dad.

I can't imagine it,

and I don't want to.

Last night, you know,

I was talking about I don't know what I'm gonna do with my life.

Well, now I do. I'm gonna live it.

That's good.

You live it, I'm gonna work.

Work later.

That's funny. No,

come on, we'll go for a walk,

we'll get a cappuccino.

I don't think so.

It'll be fun.

No. I... I said no.

Donna.

Sorry.

I'm just stressed. That is exactly why

we are gonna change and you're coming with me.

It looks more like an eyeball than a camera.

It's an all-seeing eye, that's the idea.

Okay, click on Beat Cam.

Oh, it works.

DAVID: Yeah?

JANET: Oh, the hustle

and bustle of the newsroom.

Hey, not bad.

I think it's awesome.

Thank you.

It's only still pictures.

Yeah, that's how it works.

It reloads every few seconds,

but, see, with this JPEG program that I have in here,

it's almost like watching a time lapse movie

of the whole day. JANET: See Janet.

See Janet give Sophie her article to rewrite.

You know, when they give an Oscar

for most boring film, you better dust off that tux.

Thank you.

Steve? Yeah?

You gave Sophie a column?

Yeah, weekly reviews.

The more she's near greatness, the sooner she'll weaken.

You guys are living together.

Yeah, but she's always at school or studying late.

This way, at least I'll have a chance.

Has it crossed your mind that maybe she's just not interested?

Mm-hmm, yep, yep.

And?

And I do 100 push-ups, 500 sit-ups and run three miles.

And then that thought disappears.

(computer beeps)

Hey, Beat Cam got its first hit. Well, reload.

Let's see what they're looking at.

DAVID: Ta-da.

JANET: Hey, Sophie...

you're blocking the hustle and bustle of the newsroom.

DAVID: Janet, Sophie is the hustle

and bustle of the newsroom.

KELLY: The thing about Sophie is, she just seems so carefree.

Were we ever like that?

I think I have a vague recollection.

I envy that about her.

Well, it certainly does make her unpredictable.

Maybe that's a good thing for Steve.

Steve? I thought she was seeing David.

What? No, the way he talks, they're practically engaged.

Oops, so much for carefree.

Did I say that about her?

Enviously.

And people say I'm a good judge of character.

(sighs) Well, I wish the whole mess surprised me.

But it's just so typical.

I mean, you and Brandon,

me and Noah.

Do you ever say to yourself it's just not worth it?

Kel?

I want a cappuccino.

What? You have a cappuccino.

I think I want another one.

Huh?

Oh! Ooh!

MAN: We can eat outside. That's cool. All right, great.

DONNA: Oh, yeah, he's not gonna see us standing here.

Well, look inconspicuous.

Sure, mm-hmm, we blend.

Okay, gone, playtime's over.

Back to work.

We are at work.

At least you are.

What are you talking about?

Your own boutique.

"Fashions by Donna."

Ha, you kidding? All right.

We'd come up with a different name.

Okay, sure, how about "Not on your life"?

Come on.

(dialing phone)

(sighing): God...

Hello, hi.

Yeah, you have a store for lease on Robertson.

We'd like to see it. Mmm.

(rock music playing)

This is KVIB live from the After Dark.

What's your name, and what do you want to hear?

Yeah, hi, it's Freddy.

It's for Jenna.

If you're listening,

Rick's having this great party

and I wanna take you.

Fred, my friend, the chances that Jenna's listening

are like zero, okay?

What am I supposed to do?

How about calling her?

Girl doesn't even know my name.

Okay, then how about I call her for you?

Dude, you wouldn't?!

I shouldn't, but...

lately it's all I seem to be doing, so, uh,

hold on a minute and I'll get her number, okay?

(rock music begins)

Mom, what is it?

You tell me. Carl left.

He said I should ask you why.

Left? Like as in, "go home"?

Yeah.

Valerie, listen,

he's getting an annulment.

Is there anything I should know?

I'm sorry.

Anything at all?

Don't lie to me, Valerie.

Mom, the-the truth is... is...

Carl's a jerk.

You're way too good for him.

You saw him at lunch. Did he seem at all unhappy to you?

No, he seemed extremely happy.

I have no idea what happened.

I thought he was the one.

I thought that I... was finally gonna be happy.

I'm sorry.

I just don't understand, honey.

(police siren wails)

License and registration, please.

Um, sure.

I'm gonna need you to step out of the car, sir.

What'd I do?

Driving erratically.

Weaving.

And possession of an open container.

Step out of the car.

(sighs) And to the curb.

Why are you doing this?

Right up here on the curb, please.

That's good.

If you'll turn around and face me.

Now if you'll count backwards from 100, please.

100, 99, 98, 96, 97.

I can count, great.

Now, if you'll recite the alphabet for me.

All right.

A for attitude.

B for badge.

(laughing): C for cop.

What? You're under arrest

for driving under the influence.

I'm not even finished yet, I'm still on D.

You got Daniel,

you got Dad.

You got death, right?

Huh?

Step this way, please.

(knocking on door)

I made it.

In print, my first column.

Thank you, Steve.

Congratulations.

I mean, I knew it was coming out this morning,

but to actually see it.

I can't wait to send copies home.

What do you expect me to say?

Uh, let's see, that you're happy for me?

That you're impressed?

(clears throat) Look, if this

is about my leaving last night,

I have an explanation.

No, I'm sure you have an excuse.

I couldn't sleep; I was too excited.

I drove around to find an open newsstand.

Steve know this is the only reason you're friends with him?

Take that back.

I wish I could.

WOMAN: Standard lease,

three years. Security: first and last.

DONNA: Thanks.

But we're just looking.

Give us till the end of the day.

I have two showings tomorrow morning,

so I need to know by 6:00 if I'm gonna cancel them.

You got it, thanks.

Thanks. Thank you.

Have you completely lost your mind?

No, I have come to my senses.

Donna, trust me, this feels really good.

I know we can do this.

We? Ha! Yes, we.

You and me, hi, partner.

Hi. Hi.

Hi. Hello.

Oh...

Did I, uh, come at a bad time?

No, no, come on in. Not at all.

He's in. Mmm. Oh.

Uh, I'm Matt.

I, uh, have an office upstairs.

Donna, Kelly.

Right. Hi.

Oh, I already said that, didn't I?

You guys, uh, renting this space?

No. No. No. (cell phone rings)

Ooh.

Excuse me for a second.

Yes.

Maybe. A boutique.

Well, if you're thinking about,

uh, fixing up the place, I have a list of people for you.

I got an

electrician, a carpenter, locksmith.

What are you, a temp agent or something? No.

No, no. An attorney, actually.

These guys are just former clients. Oh,

you're nice to give them referrals.

Well, they're good people.

And, besides,

would be a hit with their parole officers.

Parole--

They're convicts? Well,

not anymore.

Noah's been arrested. What?

What happened? Drunk driving.

His arraignment's in an hour.

How did he sound?

I don't know. It was Valerie.

He called her.

Well, he was probably just too upset

or embarrassed to call you.

Yeah, I'm sure that's the reason.

Does he, uh, have an attorney?

He does now.

Stay away from me.

You're not returning my calls.

'Cause I hate you.

You didn't hate me in Las Vegas.

Because I slept with you?

Please.

Hatred's a prerequisite.

Abby is upset.

And I'm sorry about that, but...

you had a hand in making that happen.

And I thought sleeping with my mother's husband

would make her so happy.

I will never forgive myself for that.

The line forms to the left. But...

I did it thinking we had something.

You know, until pretty recently,

I thought I was gonna die.

I made a promise that I would live my life decently.

I find out that I'm okay, and I go and I ruin my mother's life.

We don't have anything, Carl.

And you know what?

You're incredibly lucky we don't.

You said so yourself.

No one's logging on to the articles.

Not yet, but they will. Well, fine.

In the meantime, they're loving the Beat Cam.

And she is a columnist.

Right, which is why we gave her a desk

directly in front of the camera,

because she's a columnist.

You're the one who wanted to go online, okay?

I'm just adding a little... salesmanship.

Put her in a wet T-shirt and I'm out of here.

You're a sick, sick man.

(snorts)

Any ideas for column number two?

Yeah, actually.

Um, I was thinking of doing something on David.

David? You know his radio show

is new, and I just thought it could use the publicity.

Yeah, sure. So could the club.

So you're okay with the idea?

It's your column.

Steve.

Fine.

You know big a star you're gonna be?

Huge.

Huger than huge. You're gonna be

like a-a supernova.

(car horns honking)

DONNA: Noah?

Why didn't you call me? 'Cause I felt like a jerk.

This whole thing's stupid, all right?

Hi, Matt Durning.

That's great. Who are you?

Your lawyer. I didn't hire one.

I did. (gavel pounding)

Next case: The State v. Noah Hunter.

The defendant will be held to answer the charge

of driving under the influence of alcohol,

and possession of an open container.

How do you plead?

Matt Durning, Your Honor, I represent Mr. Hunter.

We haven't had time to discuss the, uh...

Not guilty.

JUDGE: Case is set for tomorrow.

2:00 sharp. Drive safely.

Next case-- number 3572249. The State v. Derrick Magnuson.

Are there any problems with your car?

With the steering or the alignment?

No.

That could account for the impaired driving.

Maybe your driving was perfect,

so they had no right to pull you over.

So, what you're saying is,

either way you can argue it.

Like I said, I'm your attorney.

So, how's your hangover?

You know, that's your brain shrinking.

It's actually pulling away from the skull.

You see, the dehydrating effects of alcohol...

I get the picture. I don't think so. You know,

if you lose this case, you can get up to five years probation.

Maybe even get your license suspended.

Good luck getting insurance again,

and tack that on to the fines

and the D.U.I. class costs,

and you're gonna like this one--

a year of mandatory A.A. meetings.

No, I don't need A.A. meetings.

Now you got the picture.

I charge $300 an hour.

It's a shade higher than usual,

but frankly, I'm, uh, strapped for cash,

and I got a thing

about booze hounds driving the same streets I do.

Good day, Donna.

Charming guy.

Did he call?

No.

When you said it was important,

I thought maybe you'd talked to him.

This isn't about Carl.

It is...

but it's also about something that's much more important.

My husband just left me.

What could be more important than that?

Our relationship.

(sighs) Whatever it is, it can wait.

It can't. It has to.

Mom!

I don't want to hear it!

I slept with Carl.

No, you didn't.

In Vegas.

The night before your wedding.

You are so sick!

Yeah, well, sleeping with your father will do that to you.

You seduced Carl?

I looked his way, he looked back.

I had no idea that you hated me so much.

You knew.

You knew I was being abused, and you didn't do anything.

When I found out, I insisted he get help.

You didn't make it stop.

I tried.

You failed.

I didn't.

Dad didn't commit suicide.

I killed him.

Is Donna around? Put you both in the shot.

No. She went to the apartment

to pick up some stuff, but she said

that you did great in court with Noah today.

They say good girls go for bad guys.

That's not true.

Yeah. No kidding.

See Bobby over there?

Can't get a date.

Breaking and entering.

Then again, Noah's only up for a misdemeanor.

Maybe that's the difference.

Remind me. He's reformed, right?

Well, you couldn't ask for more experience.

Tell you something. If he didn't catch

a flat tire on the 101, would have been a millionaire.

Ah. Tell me not to worry.

(laughs) Totally reformed.

Really. Seriously.

Would have got you an iced tea, but

I just spent my last two bucks on this one here.

And it's for a client...

and he is late.

Hmm. What's his crime? His crime

is being a, uh, horrible husband.

Wife's divorcing him, suing

for sole custody of their three-month-old.

Mm. That's so sad.

What do you think's gonna happen?

I honestly couldn't say.

Family law wasn't a specialty over at Phelps, Hatton & Cahill.

Phelps, Hatton & Cahill?

Yeah, Phelps, Hatton & Cahill.

Yeah. Depositions this thick.

That's a lot of billable hours.

You get the picture.

The picture, the cars, the perks.

Yeah.

And I don't miss 'em.

Hmm. Lenny?

Over here. Oh, hey.

Look, sorry I'm late,

but, uh, I heard Allison was crying all night,

so I... I stopped by the house.

Unscheduled? It's not a good idea.

Yeah.

I know, but, uh, I thought she might have a fever.

Kelly, Lenny.

Hi.

You look so familiar.

Really? I can't think why.

So, uh, what are you shooting there?

An historical moment.

Kelly and her friend Donna just opened up shop.

I'm sorry. I...

I just never forget a face.

MATT: Oh, this way you'll

never forget mine.

LENNY: Smile.

(laughs)

(camera shutter clicks)

(phone ringing)

You on strike?

Yeah. After Dark.

Mm-hmm.

That's not a problem.

Yeah, we'll pick it up.

Thanks.

Cappuccino machine is fixed,

and they're short on delivery people.

So? Your license wasn't revoked.

That's cute.

Donna was thrilled to see me in court. Thanks for telling her.

Look, I've got my own problems, okay?

By the way, if my mother calls, I'm out.

What if she stops by?

It's a good point.

Okay, I'm going with you.

You guys aren't getting along?

You could say that. Well, I mean,

you're an adult. What's she gonna do, ground you?

No. She can tear me up in three million pieces

with one look and three sentences.

You want to talk about it? Do you want to hear about it?

Absolutely not. Good. Let's go.

Let's go. Let's pick it up.

Oh, hey.

Oh.

Hey.

Hi. Nice dress.

Oh, it's nothing.

KELLY: Just your

ordinary, average, fabulous

Donna Martin original.

It's a condition with her.

Exaggeration. It's kind of like asthma.

Yeah.

Well, uh, Noah called me after the arraignment.

He asked me to represent him.

Oh.

I, uh, guess I should have told you.

His arrest-- it was right after his father's memorial service.

Oh, really? Was his father ill?

No. It was suicide.

So, he's been going through a lot.

Yeah. Alone.

He's kind of a private person.

That's when most people get hurt-- alone.

So, what? Geometry?

Physics? Spatial relations?

(laughs) It's kind of your thing?

Mm. Seems like the only relations I'm good at lately.

Oh. Well, if you need any help unpacking, you just let me know.

Okay. Thank you. All right.

See you, Kelly.

Oops. Sorry.

Mm-hmm.

And I think he's available.

Oh, he left his folders here.

You know, he really is nice.

Wait a second. I know this girl.

This is Leah. She came into the clinic

last year. That's how I know Lenny.

Who? Matt's client.

He's a wife beater.

(rock music playing)

Freddie. Come on, man. I set you up.

The rest is up to you.

FREDDIE: No doubt.

But listen, Jenna says she wants to meet at the party tonight.

She's going with a bunch of girlfriends.

A bunch?

(scoffs) Enjoy it.

No interest.

I want this girl.

You, uh, think she's shining me on?

Uh...

To be honest with you, man,

with some girls, it's hard to tell.

(music volume increases)

I love Silver, although sometimes

I'm not quite sure what he's talking about.

Can I quote you for my column?

Oh, absolutely. You think that's...

This girl calls the show earlier.

Hey. STEVE: Yeah?

Hey. And, uh,

she says she's seeing this guy that her girlfriend

also likes.

Does the girlfriend know?

That's the thing. No.

STEVE: Oh. You better write this down.

It's gonna be good for your column.

Column? SOPHIE: Yeah.

The one I'm writing on you.

That's why we're here together, to interview you.

Right.

Um, anyway, the caller says that

she's afraid her friend is gonna be crushed when she finds out.

What I want to know is,

should I have told her to come clean with her friend?

Does the girlfriend have a shot with this guy?

No. STEVE: Then I say, why add insult

to injury?

I hope you told her to keep it quiet.

You believe that?

Don't tell me you told her

to tell the truth?

Yeah, I did,

but I have a feeling

she's not going to.

Women.

Women.

NOAH (knocking): Donna, I know it's late... let me in?

Donna?

Come on.

Hey.

(sighs)

I need you.

I can't believe this. You're drunk.

Did you drive here yourself?

How do you think these people do it? They just...

they talk and talk, and they just get it all out, you know?

You think it works, just talking about it?

Noah, you have to pull it together.

Need to be in court tomorrow.

I'm tired.

Will you let me in?

It's not funny.

I keep asking you the same thing.

Look, I'll listen to you.

I'll cry with you.

We'll drop it, we can talk about it.

I'll do anything you need me to do...

when you're sober.

I want to be with you tonight.

I'm gonna call you a cab.

Then I'll see you tomorrow.

Will you please do this for me?

I'd do anything for you.

Okay. All right.

Why don't you go sit down over there?

I'm gonna go call, and I'll come right back, okay?

Okay.

It's 3:00 a.m.

I got your message.

I'm glad you came.

Well, it's kind of an odd time to be doing an interview.

Well, I would have done it at the club,

but you were kind of busy.

So were you.

You know, your call-in, Freddie--

he's gonna get his heart broken tonight.

Really?

So you can read that girl's mind?

No. His.

You know, you imagine yourself

at a party, arm in arm with the object of your affection.

That's your costume.

You're the one they want.

I always felt completely naked at those parties.

(laughs)

It's kind of hard to imagine your lonely years.

Here's a clue.

I can't hurt Steve.

He thinks that I can be anything I want,

and that I'm, like, the greatest thing

that ever happened to him,

and tonight, I didn't want to be the worst.

Has nothing to do with a free place to stay?

I'm in the dorms next week, I swear.

Well, tomorrow...

this, uh...

sneaking around crap is over.

Are we?

Wait, wait, wait, wait. Sophie, the camera.

Oh.

(laughs) Okay.

Hey, you're here early.

I was having trouble sleeping.

And I wondered how you manage to.

I realized I left these,

but you guys were already gone.

I wasn't snooping, but

I saw that picture, and I do know him.

Actually, his wife.

Your client is a monster.

Wait. Should I be hearing this right now?

I used to work at a

free clinic, and Leah, his wife,

came in after he had beaten her.

Are there any records?

I saw the bruises.

Did she file a formal complaint?

I'm talking to you like a friend,

and you're acting like a lawyer.

Lenny has a right to representation, okay?

Just like your pal Noah.

Or maybe you don't think I should defend him, either.

Lenny hit a woman.

And Noah drove drunk.

But just because I represent them

doesn't mean I condone what they did.

The Constitution protects

everyone's rights, okay?

Even a guy like Lenny.

That's a nice speech.

I'm sure battered women

across the nation will be moved to tears.

(door closes)

(pounding door)

What's all this?

It's Sophie's. She's moving out.

Look, if you see her around, let her know, okay?

Steve.

Hey, look. Steve, look, I've been wanting to tell you

for a long time. "I'm sleeping with her."

How long did that take?

Steve.

I'm so sorry. STEVE: Why don't you

at least go put a robe on, you opportunistic, selfish bitch?

Look, just relax. Okay? We handled it bad. It was awkward.

Awkward? Well, you seemed pretty smooth

last night on the Internet.

Like you're old pros.

Oh, yeah.

You're famous in my book, Sophie.

That's all of it.

It ain't much, Dave, but it's yours now.

(sighs)

What are you doing?

Bringing my stuff inside.

You know, an invitation would feel really nice right now.

You know, Steve wouldn't be this hurt

if he didn't think he had some kind of chance.

He had a crush.

Why do you think they call it that?

(scoffs)

What day does the dorm open?

Next week. I...

I don't know.

Sophie, you haven't been to class in weeks.

You spent every dime of that student loan.

There is no dorm.

So I have other priorities. So what?

"I'm not using him, David."

This has nothing to do with a place to stay.

I'm not that hard up for hospitality.

Fine.

I stayed with him because I liked him.

I slept with you, because... Sophie.

You just called me a whore.

(sighs)

ABBY: When I told you

that Carl left me, you acted surprised.

Like when I told you about the abuse?

So many lies.

You know, when I asked you to come here,

I wanted to clear things up.

You bring Carl, you didn't even want to hear that...

I have heard enough to keep me up many nights.

Imagining the two of you.

Me and Carl-- I know it was stupid and wrong.

You and your father. You say you killed him.

That was self-defense.

Yet you staged a suicide.

You put the gun in his hand, you wiped the blood off yourself.

I was scared!

You know what he did was wrong, but what you did...

He got what he deserved.

...was wrong, too.

I don't think so.

I do.

But that's for a court to decide.

I'm not turning myself in.

Get yourself a lawyer, Valerie,

'cause if you don't turn yourself in, I will.

And as you can see from the maintenance records,

Your Honor, the breathalyzer had not undergone

the proper and timely calibration.

The machine was calibrated just eight days prior

to Mr. Hunter's test.

Ten days is a statutory requirement.

Yes, ten days, or 150 uses.

My client was the 154'th person

to be tested in that period.

You want me to let your client off on a technicality?

MATT: With all due respect, Your Honor,

my client is alleged to have a blood alcohol content of .09.

Now, that's just 1/100 of a percent above the legal limit.

Now, with a margin of error that narrow,

the reliability of the test

could hardly be considered a technicality.

The machine was tested the very next day, Your Honor.

It required no recalibration.

Yes, but that's no proof that...

Mr. Durning, I will not argue minutiae with you.

The officers observed erratic driving.

There was an open container

in the car.

My client would plead guilty to the open container, Your Honor.

Good try, Counselor, but drunk is drunk.

Mr. Hunter?

Fine is $1,000.

Probation for one year,

during which you will attend a 90-day alcohol

treatment program and 12 A.A. meetings.

Wind up in my courtroom again on this charge,

and you go to jail.

Am I clear?

Yes, Your Honor.

Due to the lateness of the hour, this court is adjourned

until 9:00 a.m. tomorrow morning. (gavel bangs)

Thank you, Your Honor.

Oh, boy.

Thanks for the effort.

I appreciate it.

And I'd appreciate $1,100.

(scoffs) I miss something here?

Yeah. You could have killed someone,

and I almost got you off.

I don't know who to be more upset with-- you or me.

A lawyer with a conscience.

What do you know?

Pretty steep penalty.

Price I pay

for letting my father get to me.

Will you talk to me about that? Please?

(sighs)

The eulogy I never delivered.

I'd like to read it.

Can I?

I'd like that.

(phone ringing)

(ringing continues)

Hello?

Brandon, hi.

Oh, please. No.

You've been busy. I totally understand.

How'd the interview go?

(knocking)

Hang on a sec.

Yeah?

When we used to play well together.

Are you dropping the case?

No.

Ah. Thanks for the memories.

You know, you're not too good at giving second chances.

Like Leah gave Lenny?

Sorry.

Nobody.

♪ ♪

FREDDY (over phone): She cheated on me, man.

She-She cheated.

DAVID: Freddy, slow down. Okay?

Now, uh...

You're at the party.

And she asked me to get her a beer.

I'd drive to Canada to get the kind she likes.

When I come back, she's in the car with Joe.

What do I do?

Forget about her.

How's that for impossible?

Hold on a second.

(rock music plays)

Okay, let's see, um...

If you're by yourself tonight, I'd...

I'd say "join the club," but it's not much of a club.

It happens to a lot of people.

NOAH: I remember my dad in bits and pieces,

like the night he came into my room.

I'm a little kid,

and I'm supposed to be asleep hours ago.

So I pretend.

Turns out he's been pretending, too...

to be strong.

'Cause when I open my eyes, he's at the window

with his shoulders moving up and down

'cause he's been crying.

Then he goes.

After he closed the door, I hear him say,

"Good night, Noah," through a closed door.

There's always this closed door between us.

It's locked now, with no key in sight.

He took his with him.

And I can't find mine.