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You're not supposed
to have that in the ring.

You're not supposed
to have me out of bed

at 545.
Can't have it both ways.

I need someone to spar with.

His name is Ted.

I don't want boxing
to just be a Ted thing.

Then how about making Ted
a Ted thing?

Don't tell me
you're down for the count.

No, I get it.

Drink plenty of fluids,
read trashy magazines,

I'll hand off as many
of your cases as I can.

Okay.

What? Just because
you like "Rocky"

doesn't mean you are Rocky.

Rocky would never put
kale in his raw eggs.

This is brain food. Just
saying, donuts exist.

And I'm sad you don't
let yourself enjoy life.

What?! I can't hear you

over all these antioxidants!

You know, you don't
have to leave

just because I'm gonna live,
like, 20 years longer than you.

I have three lawyers
out with a cold.

I need to get to work.

Which means I need to get home.

So I can get to work.

It's an odd route.
I need clothes.

Well, you could leave
some more clothes here.

You could bring
some things to my place.

And put them where?

Your kitchen pantry is
in your bedroom. True.

But it's also filled
with saturated fats.

Mmmmmm.

Mmmmmm.

Longevity.

Mmmmmm. Coffee.
The true story of two strangers

picked to live in a house...

What? "The Real World."

Stop being polite,
and start getting real?

I'm so sorry.
I don't understand.

It's 'cause we're roommates
now... never mind.

Why are you completely dressed
super-early?

I have my first
press conference today.

Just a little anxious.
I'm sure you'll be fine.

I mean, I'm not sure.
How could I be sure?

Things could go terribly,
terribly wrong.

Is that what you're wearing?

Yeah, why? Nothing.

Just keeping it real.

Do you have a suit
in your office?

Yes. Then this is for you.

Sarah, Brad, and Sunil
all called in sick.

Sunil high-fived me yesterday.

You're fine.
This place is a Petri dish.

We're all going down.
Just tell yourself,

you're not gonna get sick
and you won't.

That's what I do.
I haven't been sick since 2009.

That's not science, Sandra.

I need Oregano. Who has Oregano?

Let me know if you have any questions.
You want me to do

a plea negotiation
before meeting the client?

It's trespassing
and fishing without a license.

Your client was squatting

up at the Wallkill River
National Wildlife Refuge.

You can negotiate now.

The government won't
want to drag this out.

Your negotiation is
with... Leonard Knox?

So the government
will want to drag this out

as long as humanly possible.

Good luck.
Do my tonsils look inflamed?

Don't look in there.

Don't even touch that.

What's with the bowtie?

I'm camera-ready.

Is the camera in a saloon?

What the...?

31 kilos of coke,

$146,000 in cash

from that stash house
in the Bronx.

That's incredible.

Is it a clip-on...?

It's for the press conference...

Are you announcing the arrest
of the outlaw Jesse James?

The DEA raid... In Tombstone?

Didn't you ever wear a bowtie?

At my bar mitzvah.
Is it for your bar mitzvah?

It wasn't my idea exactly.

Not sure how that helps you,
but, anyway,

the press conference
is postponed.

The good news, though,
is that you now have time

to sing with
your barbershop quartet.

Thanks, guys.
You can take all this back.

Except the paper evidence...
You can leave that in my office.

No.

No, no, no, no.

George Clooney wears a bowtie.

Clooney!

Have a seat.

And then what?

We mail each other letters?

That cold that's going
around your office?

I plan to keep it there.

I don't get sick. Neither do I.

Because I'm over here.

Three months' probation,
no fine.

Maybe it's
the football field between us,

but I think you just said...

Three months' probation,
no fine.

You're that desperate
to avoid a cold?

Your client's indigent.

He was looking
for food and shelter.

He didn't mean any harm.

No prison time. Nope.

No fine at all.

How's a homeless guy
gonna pay a fine?

I was supposed to be
meeting Leonard Knox.

Let me know how it goes.

I touched that door.

Thank you.

This was nice!

I'm sure he'll be grateful!

So, what does it mean?

It means no prison time.

No fine for both the trespassing

and the fishing charges.

It's a good deal, Braden.

I wasn't trying
to bother anyone.

Yes, of course.

Been up there two weeks.

Just keeping to myself.

Like I always do.

This is just about getting
the right paperwork together.

You really don't need to worry.

When we tug at
a single thing in nature,

we find it's attached
to the rest of the world.

You know?

No, I'm... I'm not
sure I follow.

Give you an example.

When we catch a salmon, we do it
at the end of its life cycle.

Just before it's about to spawn.

Humans, grizzly bears, eagles.

We all find that
salmon tastes best

when it's fighting its way
up the river it was born in.

So we kill it.

Right before it can
make a new generation.

I mean, sure, it's sad. But...

we nourish our generation.

It's all connected.
It's... It's... It's all one.

And th-that's why
I love Wallkill.

You can go back to Wallkill.

You just need a license.

If someone threatens me,
if s-someone tugs at me,

someone... someone
challenges my rights,

I-I-I-I would
have to defend myself.

By force, if necessary.

I would have no choice.

Braden.

What are you talking about?

I didn't want it
to end like that.

You didn't want what
to end like what?

Jesus will save him.

- "Jesus will save him?"
- What do we know about him?

Braden Walsh. 43.

No family. No job. No friends.

No car. Some history
of mental illness.

Multiple citations
of trespassing and panhandling.

Nothing particularly violent.

How long has he been in custody?

Seven hours.

Do you think there might
be someone hurt out there?

I don't know.

I can call Fish and Wildlife.

And say what, exactly?

What if he killed someone
and they find the body

because we reported it?

Then he gets charged
with murder.

No, he's our client.

We have a duty
of confidentiality.

If you think
someone might be hurt...

Doesn't matter. It does matter.

New York Rule of
Professional Conduct 1.6

allows me to reveal
confidential information

to prevent
reasonably certain death

or substantial bodily harm,

and I'm not reasonably certain

of anything other than I have

very little appetite
for salmon now.

Okay. Good by me, then.

At the very least, I would need
to investigate it further

before disclosing anything...

We can look into it.

I'm not gonna investigate
my own client.

Or we can leave it alone.
Unless I was really concerned.

And I'm not.

Yet.

So that's it.

Let's go.

Yep.

Nothing.

You?

Nothing.

There's a turtle down there.

Bog turtle. Really?

I don't know. I think so.
I saw a sign back there.

You box this morning?

Yes.

It was early.
Allison wanted to spar.

It's cool.
Glad you got out there.

Where exactly was he arrested?

Behind those trees.
He made a little camp,

but I circled that
entire perimeter. Twice.

No clothes. No blood.
No drag marks.

Can you not say
"drag marks," please?

There's nothing there.

Okay. We looked.

That is what we did.

We looked.

Not exactly a,
professional search.

What would they
have done differently?

Well, for example, they might
not have just stood

at the edge of the lake
and stared at bog turtles.

No, I covered that entire area.

I'm just saying if you want
to have confidence

that there's no one here...
No one's here.

I am confident.

Hello!

Hello!

What was that?

An echo. I think.

No one's here. We looked.

There's nothing here.

Braden is a messed-up guy.

He was talking about
grizzly bears.

You good?

Yeah, I'm good.

Let's go enter that plea.

You know what?
It's good that Roger

postponed my press conference.

I've been digging deeper into
the DEA report, and there are

at least four additional charges
I can bring against...

Boo-Boo!

Yogi Bear's little sidekick.
What?

That's who you remind me of.
With the bowtie.

It's been bothering me all day.

I take that as a compliment.

Up to you.

I'm gonna work from home.

I'll let everyone know.

"Up to you."

"I'll let everyone know."

This woman I work with...

No. Her name is Kate.

Ha, ha, ha.

Big mistake. What?

The tie. I know you want me
to be polite...

We have to get off this train.
Yeah, in, like, six stops.

No, like, now. Just take it off.

The tie is not the problem.

The tie is the problem.
Listen to me...

I get it.
Everybody has his own style...

I have a brick
of cocaine in my bag!

You have a brick of cocaine
in your bag!

Quiet!

You have a brick
of cocaine in your bag!

The DEA must've mixed up
the evidence I asked for.

They're gonna think I stole it.

If it makes you feel any better,
this happens all the time.

Really? Of course not.

Nobody accidentally leaves work

with a brick of cocaine.

Except drug lords.

My career is over.

I'm going to prison.

I'm never gonna
see my family again.

I'm never gonna
see the ocean again.

I'll never go to a movie theater
or the theater theater...

I'm gonna get scurvy.

There's no fruit in jail, Jay.

Breathe.

It's going to be okay.

How often do you actually
go to the ocean?

I have a brick of cocaine in my bag!
Quiet!

I have a brick
of cocaine in my bag!

Calm down. Nobody's gonna
believe you stole it,

especially if you walk it
back to the DEA right now.

You really think
it's gonna be fine?

Yes.

Now, can I say for sure?
How can I say for sure?

Stop! It's gonna be fine!

I'll even walk with you.

Thanks, man.

We're roommates.

This isn't your problem.

It's our problem.

Dude, you've got a problem.

- Did you get a good look at him?
- I didn't see anything.

Except the back of his head.

And your career. And your life.
Circling a toilet bowl.

I'm going to prison. I'm never
gonna see my family again.

I'm never gonna see the ocean again.
Stop it. Do not go there.

There's nowhere else to go.

If I tell Roger, I'm fired,
and then I'm arrested.

If I tell the DEA, I'm arrested,
and then I'm fired.

Are we rooting for one
over the other?

There's no way the government
buys this story.

I'm in it, and I don't buy it.

Look, I was there.

I'm a very credible witness.

You'll tell them it was stolen?

Right in front of my eyes.

And I took the cocaine
home by accident.

Well...

I wasn't there for that part.

I don't know if that's true.

I was supposed
to be on TV today.

Now I'm basically a fugitive.

Listen. The person who stole
your bag

had no idea he was stealing
a kilo of DEA-tagged cocaine.

And probably wants
no part of it.

Odds are he'll try to offload it
quickly, all at once,

which means there's bound
to be talk on the streets.

Okay. Cool.

Let's get out there and
hit the cocaine streets.

No, not you.

Not me.

Who?

Hey, man.

Hey. How's it going?

Good.

Good.

Great.

Can I help you with something?

No. Just dropping by to say hey.

Okay.

But as long as I'm here,
quick question for you

Have you heard anything about
someone stealing

a DEA-tagged brick of cocaine?

What case is this for?

No case.

Just asking for a friend.

Your friend stole DEA cocaine?
Not exactly...

Someone stole
your friend's DEA cocaine.

"Friend" is too strong a word.

It's your word. It's too strong.

I know him. I met him.

I don't even really remember
what he looks like,

except I think
he wears a bowtie.

Anyway, I figure
an amount that big,

and tagged by the government,

if there's any "chatter"
or "static,"

talk on the streets...?

Dude, anyone who chatters
on the street

about a distribution quantity
of missing coke

is looking to get
his throat slit.

So, unless you got
a Kevlar body suit

and a tactical squad
ten men strong,

I would stop asking questions.

Anything else I can
help you with?

No. Mainly I was just
coming by to say hey.

The Judge is going to ask you
if you understand

the charges and
your rights. Okay?

Just answer his questions
"yes" or "no."

Not one more word.

Got it?

Yes.

All rise.

Mr. Knox. Ms. Bell.

Is your client ready to begin?

- Yes, Your Honor.
- Mr. Walsh, I understand

you're ready to plead guilty to
one count of criminal trespass

and one count of fishing
without a permit

up at the Wallkill River
National Wildlife Refuge.

Is that correct? Yes.

Do you understand that by
pleading guilty today,

you give up your right to
a trial by a jury of your peers,

as well as your right
to have the government prove

its case beyond
a reasonable doubt?

Yes.

Why don't you tell me in
your own words what you did.

Judge, I-I made a camp up
at Wallkill.

Did some fishing there.

I like to fish.
I like to hunt, too.

Yes. Y-You can go on, sir.

If I catch a salmon
before it can spawn,

and as sad as that may
be... Your Honor...

Is there a problem, Ms. Bell?

No, Your Honor, if I could
have just a minute...

Braden, it is
important that you only talk

about what happened
with the fishing.

Mr. Walsh, I just need to hear
in your own words

what you're pleading guilty to.

I don't need anything else. Yes.

I spent some time
up at Wallkill.

Where were you in the refuge?

Where was I, or where is he?

What?

I do believe that if you tug
at a single thing in nature,

you find it's attached
to the rest...

- Your Honor...
- Ms. Bell,

if there's no factual basis

for a guilty plea,
then I have to reject this deal,

and we'll have to proceed
to set a trial date.

I understand, Your Honor. I do.

I think we're prepared
to go forward.

If I could just have a few more
minutes, and we could discuss...

- Ms. Bell?
- I'm sorry.

I am sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Enough, sir. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Has he said anything
more specific? No.

A name...? No.

How certain do you feel
that someone is in danger?

I don't know. Sandra...

I don't know! I-I-I don't know
if any of it is real,

if it means anything.

If you do know anything else,

you can report this, Sandra.

I know, but...

What? Federal Wildlife
Officer John Brower

was just reported missing
at Wallkill.

Hasn't been seen since
the night of Braden's arrest.

- How long has that been?
- 26 hours.

How did you hear about this?

Fish and Wildlife Service.

But FBI is on it now, too.

Which means they'll put this
together across the street.

I think they already have.

We want to work this out cooperatively.
You're in our office.

Time is of the essence.
You could've called.

You want to work
what out cooperatively?

What do you want?
Does Braden Walsh know

anything about the disappearance
of John Brower?

She can't answer that.
You know she can't answer that.

She can if she thinks
he's alive.

What makes you think
she thinks he's alive?

Braden spoke about him
in the present tense...

You don't know who
he was speaking about...

He's been gone for 27 hours.

If he's alive, and
if she knows anything...

She doesn't have
anything to say.

You probably
should've just called.

Saved yourself a trip.

No, because then I couldn't
have given you this.

You're subpoenaing Sandra? Yes.

Roger... I don't have a choice.

Of course you have a choice.
This guy could die.

You don't even know
if he's alive.

You don't know
if his disappearance

has anything
to do with Braden Walsh.

She knows. You don't know that.

Well, the only way we're gonna find
out is by getting her to talk...

Any communication between
Braden Walsh and Sandra

is privileged. Not if it's
part of a crime, or a fraud...

You have no evidence
of that... none.

Look, Sandra can choose
to divulge whatever she knows

if she's reasonably certain
his life is in danger.

But that's her choice.

For you to try and
force it out of her

on the flimsy and, frankly,
offensive allegation

that she might be complicit...

I didn't say that. That's what
the crime-fraud exception

to the attorney-client
privilege is...

Your parents fight growing up?

My mom died when I was 8.

I'm sorry.

You?

Never met my dad.

I'm sorry.

I'm told I didn't miss much.

Definitely getting sick now.

No way around it.

Knox. Let's go.

They're subpoenaing you. What?

The U.S. Attorney's Office wants
all the notes and records

from your conversations
with Braden Walsh.

I can't do that. We'll move to quash it.
Right now.

But it doesn't matter.
You don't know anything anyway.

That's not true.

What are you talking about?

I have a map.

He drew me a map.

You're in serious trouble. Dude.

What did he say? Okay.

I just want to make sure
I get this right.

Anyone who asks
about that much missing coke

could get his throat slit.

Repeating it back now,
it doesn't seem super helpful.

No. It's not!

You know the street value
of that brick of cocaine?

$25,000.

You probably don't want that on
your search history right now.

What is our plan?

Other than breaking rocks in
the hot sun for... possession.

Or non-possession.
Or whatever this is.

Breaking rocks... that's not
really a thing anymore.

There's actually a lot
of arts and crafts now.

We don't have a plan.

This is your problem.

I've gotten way too involved
in this already.

The word is "accomplice"...

Because I talked to a guy
in my office?

It's not the crime,
it's the coverup.

That's messed up. I'm sorry.

I can't be part of this.

I'm out.

We're roommates.
Yeah, roommates...

Not cellmates.

Your Honor, Ms. Bell
has knowledge of a crime

that is happening now...

A Federal Wildlife Officer
who is missing now...

There is no evidence that
there is even a crime right now,

nor is there any evidence
that Ms. Bell

has any knowledge
of the purported crime.

Even if there were
evidence of those things,

that would not be enough
to order Ms. Bell

to comply with the subpoena

and break attorney-client
privilege...

You're arguing that this falls
under the crime-fraud exception.

- We are, Your Honor.
- Well, that would mean

that Mr. Walsh intended
to further this alleged crime

by communicating with Ms. Bell.

What evidence do you have
of that?

We can't say for certain.

You don't need
to say for certain.

But you need probable cause.

Because we don't know the
substance of the communications,

we can't say,
but what we do know

is that a Federal Wildlife
Officer is missing,

that Mr. Walsh was arrested

in the exact same place
the Officer was last seen,

and that Mr. Walsh
has been referring to someone

we believe to be the missing
Officer in the present tense

as if he may be alive.

Under Zolin,
the court only needs

a reasonable good-faith belief

that a review of the evidence
in chambers

could decide the matter.

We're just asking
for you to give us that.

Look at what she has.

He drew this.

Yes.

When?

During the hearing?

Here. In the courtroom.

Yes.

Has he said whether he believes
the Officer's alive?

No.

Do you believe that he is?

I don't know.

I'm not going to order you
to turn this over.

I don't see any evidence
in anything you've said,

or anything I've seen here,

that this information
was given to you

with the intent to further
any crime or fraud.

The crime-fraud exception
to the attorney-client privilege

does not apply.

Now...

you still have the option
to turn this over.

But that is your call, Ms. Bell.

I know.

I would not want
to be you right now.

You could start for the Knicks.

What are you doing?

Just had my hearing.

Getting ready to head home.
Really?

'Cause you look like you're
actively not heading home.

What? No. No. See?

Here I am. Packing up.
Heading home.

Home, sweet home.

How's the new living situation?

Fine?

Weird.

There's issues.

It's hard living with
other people's messes.

Floss in the sink?
Towels on the floor?

Kinda messier than that.

I'm honestly not sure
it's working out.

I moved out of my parents' house
when I was 17.

Got a job waiting tables
in a Greek place

owned by, I am still sure,

the oldest man
to ever walk upright.

He set me up with
his great-grand-daughter,

who had an extra room,
so she was my first roommate.

Daphne was nuts.

She tap danced. In the apartment!
At 300 A.M.

She brought home
every stray she found,

dogs, cats, two raccoons.

She drove me crazy.

But she's the one that got me
to start night school.

She paid my rent more times
than I can count.

She slept in my bed with me

the night my mother died.

Two raccoons?

When you're young in New York,

roommates are your family.

They drive you crazy.

They share every moment
of your life with you.

But if you do it right,

they'll have your back forever.

So go home.

Do it right.

I was wrong.

This isn't your problem.

It's our problem. You and me.

I'm calling Roger and
telling him everything.

Everything? Including my name?

Want to know the real problem?
That Roger barely knows my name,

and this is the absolute
worst way for him to learn it?

The real problem is that
I didn't want to man up

and tell Roger on day one.

My mom always said,
If you tell the truth,

you don't have
to remember a thing.

That's actually Mark Twain.

Whatever. The point is...

That your mom lied
about the truth?

It doesn't matter who said it.

I used to believe it.
I used to live it.

I got upset
when vending machines

gave me too much change.

Then I became a lawyer.

A professional withholder.

A full-time tactician

who has to remember everything.

Is that who I want to be?

Do I ever get to be me again?

You do.

When you call Roger Gunn.

And he will buy your story.

Our story.

I got you.

Hi, this is Seth Oliver
for Roger.

Thank you.

Yes. Your address was
on a piece of mail.

What? In your bag, dude.

I snaked your bag.

Can you open the door, please?

Do you want me to leave
the coke on the mat,

or do you want to let me in?

Aight. Seth.

Feel like I know you, man.

Anyways, I'm not a drug dealer.

I've taken some stuff,
but I'm not a drug dealer.

- Who is that?
- No one.

Jay. Jay Simmons.

If I give you this bag back,
we good?

You're gonna give me the bag back? If
you forget it ever went missing...

Yes. This never happened.

I've forgotten it already.

I promise.

- Holy...
- Unbelievable!

Check it! Check it!

Yes! Whoo!

Yes! Yeah!

Whoo! Come on.

Yes!

Ooh!

Oliver?

Oliver?

Oliver?

Oliver?

Anything?

No.

You're her best friend.
Should we talk to her?

It depends on what we'd say.
What would you say?

I would...

turn it over.

Even if it means
your client goes to prison?

I couldn't live
with myself otherwise.

Maybe it's selfish...

Not selfish.

Human. Prison is hell.

I wouldn't wish it on anybody.

But no one should die
before their time.

I got into this job
because I wanted to protect

the most vulnerable people
in our society.

And no matter what
their alleged crimes,

those are the people facing
the power of the state.

If it turns out the Braden
is charged with murder,

or anything,
I'd happily defend him.

But right now,

the most vulnerable person

is that Officer.

Thanks for meeting me.

I came for the pretzel.

I need advice.

From me? Yes.

N-No. Kind of.

It's a hypothetical situation.

So you need hypothetical advice?

Yes. Should I be taking notes?

No. Definitely not.

Okay.

What is it?

Let's say...

I have a client who might
have harmed someone.

And that person might
still be at risk.

Do I break confidentiality
and report it

if I know it could
harm my client?

Hypothetically? Hypothetically.

It's your call.

Everybody keeps telling me that.

I know that. I-I don't know
what call to make.

You know what?
Give me my pretzel back.

I mean it's your call, Sandra.

D-Did you ever play
board games as a kid?

Yes. We probably
played the same ones.

Mouse Trap. Monopoly. Clue.

I would memorize the rules.
I would internalize them.

I would become the rules.

I could be greedy.
I could be aggressive.

I could be
ruthlessly competitive.

I could be everything
I wasn't in life

because it wasn't really me.

I was just playing by the rules.

I haven't heard of Mouse Trap,

but I could totally beat you
at Monopoly. And Clue.

I would destroy you.
Anyway, we all have

such distinct roles
in this system...

Prosecutors, defenders, judges,

Tina.

And every role has such
a distinct set of rules.

Those roles are
so narrowly drawn,

it can take morality
out of the equation.

It can take humanity
out of the equation.

And that is a good thing.

We focus on the facts.
On the law.

Not on flawed, fragile emotions.

But there are rare situations...

Hypothetical situations...

Where you don't have to be

Sandra the ferocious
and unyielding defender.

You can be Sandra the person.

If you think someone is at risk,

you are allowed
to step outside your role.

You are allowed to stop
playing by the rules.

There is a rule that allows us
not to play by the rules.

Only lawyers could come up
with something like that.

Forget about
Sandra the defender.

What about Sandra the person?

It's your call.

Sandra.

You been here all night?

Yes. Sandra...

I couldn't leave.

They're out there right now.
Searching.

Middle of the night
impulse purchase.

Hard to play by myself, though.

Press conference is back on.

Okay. The DEA is coming up
to deliver the evidence.

I'll be here.

They said some was missing.

You know anything about that?

No. Where are the files?

Right there.

My God. Is that cocaine?

Yes.

That is a huge screwup,
isn't it?

Has this been here
the whole time?

No.

No? What are you talking about?

Okay.

This is crazy. I know.

But the day we were
supposed to have...

You know what?
Actually, I don't care.

It's here now.

You called me
last me last night.

I heard a bunch of hollering.
It sounded like animals.

It was my roommate.

Necktie. It's a better look.

I feel more myself now.

Colonel Mustard available?

Any word? Nothing yet.

The FBI are searching
Bear Mountain Park.

50 miles from Wallkill.

Never would've looked there
without the map.

How did you convince her?

I didn't. We just...

ate a pretzel.

What would you have done?

Who knows until
you've been there.

I can't work.

You...

have any LEGOs in there?

First Order Star Destroyer,

Shanghai skyline, or...

Old Fishing Store?

Never been to Shanghai.

Colonel Mustard.

With the revolver. In the study.

John Brower was badly beaten.
With a tree branch.

It looks like Braden drove him
to Bear Mountain Park

in the Officer's own truck.

He's dead.

For how long? They don't know.

But all indications are
that he was probably dead

by the time
that Braden left him.

Hey.

Hey.

You did the right thing.

Everybody wants
to tell me that, but...

I don't think I did. You did.

I turned on a client.

You tried to save
someone's life, Sandra.

Listen.

I know how much you care.

But this is a job.

We do our best.

It's not just a job.

It's not. It's not a role.

It is who I am.

I am loyal.

I am the person you can
trust your life with.

I am the person
who never gives up.

Never turns on you.

No matter what you did.

I was not that today.

I love you, Sandy.

I'll be at home.

Hey.

Hey. I tried something
a little risky,

but I hope you'll cut me
some slack.

For subpoenaing my lawyer?

Okay. No. Not that.

We don't talk about work,

but if you want
to talk about it...

Anyone in your seat
calls anyone in my seat

when they're going to subpoena
a Federal Public Defender.

And you didn't call me.

Just showed up in our office.

And that subpoena
assumed so much,

about Sandra, about me.

It was a character judgement.

You thought I'd let someone
under my supervision

conspire to commit
a federal crime?

It was incredibly aggressive.

Maybe you're right.

Maybe I overcorrected...

No. You fought as hard
as you possibly could

for what you thought was right.

You gave no quarter.

That's what this has to be.

I didn't like it.

But I'd like the opposite
even less.

What is that?

Don't tell me it's clothes.

No. What?

Of course not. It's clothes.

One shirt.

Come on.

Let me see the shirt.

I don't know if maybe
in public is the right choice.

Should we stop by the store
to return it right now?

I want to see what you got me.

I want to see what kind
of taste you have.

It's the first thing
you bought me.