You know, you don't get beat up
if you bring a gun.
Did you use my client to trick one of your suspects?
- Billy is right over there. - No way.
I saw that explosion.
Jimmy Patriale, that scumbag.
Let me in there. I'll show him how dead I am.
Your client's wife
was sleeping with the man he murdered.
We call it motive.
Photo sure looks like Lester knew
his wife was sleeping with Simon.
I'm not gonna pretend that Lester didn't kill Simon.
You killed him. You knew, and you killed him.
Hold on. Look at my left hand.
Lester's blind as a bat.
He couldn't have seen Valerie and Simon.
Val, I got you a great role, just like you always wanted.
Stand by me or don't,
but please know, I didn't do this.
I'll stand by you.
You are still sore about
what happened to that client of yours.
What was his name again?
You know damn well his name was Dante Everson.
You killed him... just as much as if you shivved him yourself.
I need your help to stop her.
Let me lace up my track shoes.
Well?
For my money, Lester's going away for life.
"Life"? I'd say the death penalty.
They don't have that in California.
Oh, they will after that opening statement.
I'm serious... I asked for your feedback
because you used to be the person I went to for this.
And the truth is, you're still the person
I trust more than anyone.
And I asked you because I know that I'm gonna need you again
before all of this is over,
and I find myself drawn to you...
more and more.
Okay.
The truth?
That was outstanding.
Yeah.
I agree, Ted.
Better than you ever were as a prosecutor.
You're not messing with me?
- We're not. - No.
That's great!
So what now?
What do you mean "what now"?
We have sex.
I knew it.
So...
do you wanna start with me?
Or do you wanna start with me?
Me not know.
How about both of us at the same time?
Would you be willing to do that?
We're willing to do anything, Ted.
It's your dream.
This keeps getting better.
Maybe we should stop focusing on him
and start focusing on each other.
Ted.
Honestly, I don't see a wrong answer here.
- Why is she doing that? - She can't help it.
- I don't like it. - Too bad.
- Why? - Because it's your alarm.
Oh, it is my alarm. No!
Good morning.
Morning!
- Something wrong? - Nothing wrong.
Can't look straight.
- Did you not sleep well? - I slept fine.
Do not wanna talk about it.
Well, I know the trial starts today.
So, if you wanna run your opening statement by me,
I'm here.
I appreciate that. Gotta go.
- Happened again, didn't it? - You have no idea.
Just once I would like to not be woken up by my alarm.
- Apple orchard again? - No.
I was taking them through my opening statement.
That's some deep subconscious stuff, man.
It's right on the surface, Kevin.
This was delivered for you this morning.
Somebody stole all the onion bagels.
Nobody knows who.
I think I might know who did it.
Nothing gets past you, Kevin.
- Rosalyn, who sent them? - I don't know.
There was no note.
I think I might know the answer to that one too.
Modern-day Columbo.
Oh.
You lost or am I in trouble?
I was just wondering if you knew what today is.
You're kidding?
Ted stole Lester from me
by telling him he didn't have to go with self-defense.
The trial starts today.
I set a Google alert for the verdict,
and when they lose and it's in every paper,
I'm going to eat it up.
Good to know you don't hold a grudge.
You knew what you got when you paid for me.
Oh, my God.
Someone shipped in New York bagels.
You gotta get in on this. - Don't mind if I do.
Hey!
You knew what you got when you paid for me.
Wow!
You have really made the place your own.
It wasn't difficult to improve
on Stuart's brown, brown, and brown.
Yeah.
Listen, I know that I was a little distracted earlier,
but are you busy today? - Yes.
My day is jam-packed.
What about when you offered to hear my opening statement?
That was then. This is now. Keep up.
Too bad... I thought it might be fun
if you came to court with me. - Fun for who?
Look, I know that this is a lot to ask.
But you stuck it to Smith, and I get the feeling
that I'm gonna need you again before all of this is over.
So, please,
if you can,
I would like for you to postpone your work
to come and be my second chair.
Why did you... - Those weren't real.
Fact is, if you didn't ask,
I was just gonna show up anyway.
You think I'm gonna let you have all the fun?
Come on, let's go kick
Elizabeth Smith's self-righteous ass
up and down the block!
I never know where I stand with her.
Ladies and gentlemen,
Lester Thompson is a successful producer.
You may have seen his movies. You probably even like them.
I'll admit, I do.
That's because Mr. Thompson is exceptional
at telling stories.
In fact, Mr. Thompson's lawyer is an entertainment lawyer...
supposedly, a good one.
Now, you may be asking yourself why a man on trial
for murder
would hire his dealmaker to defend him.
Well, that's because, like Mr. Thompson,
Mr. Black is in the business of telling lies
to get what he wants.
In this case, what Mr. Black wants
is to replace fact with fiction
and the truth with lies to convince you
that Lester's partner committed suicide.
But this is not a movie theater.
This is a court of law.
And the facts are, the man Lester shot
was sleeping with his wife.
He had his prints on the weapon,
blood on his person.
He's a known liar and admitted drug user.
And the truth is,
Lester Thompson is here
because he murdered his partner in cold blood.
And he's been lying about it ever since.
Ladies and gentlemen of the jury,
maybe it isn't my client that should be in entertainment.
Maybe it's Ms. Smith,
because that was a world-class piece of fiction.
My client could not have murdered Simon Shrager
because he didn't even shoot him.
We are going to show you beyond a reasonable doubt...
Your Honor, I'm so sorry, but I have a motion.
Are you kidding?
I'm in the middle of my opening statement.
I realize this is unusual, Your Honor,
but I didn't know I had a motion until just now.
- Your Honor? - My chambers, now.
All right, Ms. Smith, explain yourself.
Your Honor, I'm requesting all records related
to Valerie Thompson's divorce proceedings
against the defendant.
How did you even know about that?
The "LA Times" just dropped an article
in which Mrs. Thompson says she believes
in her husband's innocence and she always has.
Yet the same article says she contemplated
filing for divorce.
How the hell does that give you the right to anything?
The jury reads that article.
She's testifying without me being able to cross.
Your Honor, this is nothing
but an end around attorney-client privilege,
and I don't have to give her anything.
No, you don't, but I can subpoena
Mrs. Thompson's lawyer, Stuart Lane,
which is exactly what I'm asking to do.
Your Honor, the real issue here is admissibility.
Even if she gains access to those proceedings,
spousal privilege prevents her
from using anything that was said.
Here's what's going to happen.
I'm gonna allow you your subpoena.
You're gonna go back in and finish your opening statement.
Then we're going to recess until tomorrow 9:00 a.m.,
where we will revisit the issue of admissibility.
Okay, I'm gonna finish my open,
then I want you to dig through those transcripts
and figure out what she might find.
You mean what she's already found?
- What do you mean? - Elizabeth doesn't go fishing.
If she's asking for those transcripts,
she already has them.
The question is, how is she gonna use them?
That's your question.
Mine is, how the hell did she get them?
Uh, you wanted to see me in here?
Well, I noticed you were spending a lot of time in here,
so I thought this is where you'd feel most comfortable.
I don't understand.
You left your newly updated résumé in the copier.
- Rosalyn, I can explain. - So can I.
You think if Ted loses this trial,
it's only a matter of time before we start losing clients
and the firm falls apart.
And if that happens, the people who get in the lifeboats first
are the most likely to survive.
- It's not personal. - It is to me...
because you don't have faith that Ted's gonna win.
Okay, but what if he doesn't?
Leah, I'm not here to reassure you,
so if you're gonna jump ship, jump.
But if you're gonna stay, start rowing.
Understood.
Wait a second.
How did you know it was my résumé?
I put a fake name while I was working on it.
Who else would list squash and Portuguese
as special skills?
Which I know you don't play and I know you don't speak.
Well, in my mind, I play and speak both.
So joke's on her.
Yeah. No, I don't speak Portuguese.
Ted, I got the subpoena.
I know why you're here. You want me to fight it.
I don't want you to fight it.
I wanna know who leaked the goddamn transcript
to Elizabeth Smith.
You can turn right back around
because it sure as hell wasn't anybody here.
Sell your story somewhere else.
I'm not selling anything.
The only person from my side who had access
to those tapes was Mary.
She watched them, transcribed them, then locked them away.
You've known her for ten years.
You saying she would do something like this?
She wouldn't, but you would.
What the hell did you just say to me?
- You heard me. - I have a legal obligation
to keep those transcripts confidential.
Right, but you're so pissed that I took Lester,
you'd betray any legal obligation.
I would never do that!
No, you would just nurse that grievance in silence
until you were so mad that you'd betray your own mother.
This isn't about me.
This is about you not being able to stand the fact
that Lester is guilty and you are too stupid to see it.
Shut your mouth.
Now you're stuck arguing his innocence
instead of self-defense, which was your only way out,
because he's a liar and you're a fool.
And this all happened because you couldn't handle
the fact that I cut you out of a merger
with your old girlfriend! - Whoa!
Hey, Stuart! Stop, stop!
Let him come!
Hey! That's enough!
Samantha.
Get the hell out of my firm.
All right, man, let me see the ring.
I don't have it.
Wait a minute. Let me get this straight.
You want me to get Samantha out of the house
so you can get it ready to propose to her,
but you don't have a ring yet? - I have it.
I just don't wanna show it to anyone until I show it to her.
That is actually really sweet.
But what if it's ugly?
- You're ugly. - Please.
I have it on good authority
that I am devastatingly handsome.
- From who, your mother? - Not my mother.
Don't say it.
Your mother.
You said it. You said it.
No, seriously, Ted, I'm honored
that you're asking me to help you.
And in my humble opinion,
you and Samantha are made for each other.
- Thank you. - Yeah.
Does Eddie know?
Uh, no.
I'm waiting for it to be a done deal,
'cause, you know... - She'd probably say no.
I was gonna say, he'd spoil the secret.
Mm, you're probably right.
Is the secret that she's gonna say no?
You know, just for that, you're paying.
The one time I get the better of that man,
he orders double entrées.
I'll be...
Got your text. What's going on?
What happened to you?
It's complicated.
No, it isn't.
Got into a fight with his old partner.
Did Samantha call and tell you?
No, my brain called and told me.
What is it with men and fights?
You never see this with women. - Don't lump me in with him.
- Fair enough. - I get it. I'm a gorilla.
Me Ted bad.
Why'd you text? What's going on?
After court, I got to thinking.
Smith couldn't file that motion unless the article dropped.
And with Dante Everson, another article dropped
at an inopportune time... same reporter.
So you're saying that she planted the article
to admit the transcript.
And if we can prove it, we can stop it.
How do we do that by 9:00 a.m. tomorrow?
We can't subpoena her phone records.
And we sure as hell cannot subpoena the reporter's.
Wait a minute, we don't need to subpoena their records.
We just need to get them.
- How long is it gonna take? - How long do I have?
9:00 a.m. tomorrow.
- You got a minute? - Actually, no.
I'm on my way to kickboxing. Got any tips?
Or do you only know how to fight in my office?
I'm sorry.
I-I just got caught up in the heat of the moment.
Well, I'm sorry. That's unacceptable.
This is my place of business.
I take pride in my profession.
And that might not mean anything to you,
but it means everything to me. - It means just as much to me.
In fact, that's why I lost control.
I don't understand.
Being a lawyer is the most important thing
in the world to me besides my family.
And Ted basically suggested I'd throw my ethical compass
out the window just to get at him.
Is that why you threw me in his face?
- You heard that? - The whole office heard that.
I don't know what to say.
Start by saying you'll be the bigger man next time.
Because with Ted, there's always gonna be a next time.
I'm not excusing his behavior,
but he feels betrayed by both of us, Stuart.
And the truth is, I don't blame him.
You wish we hadn't cut him out?
Let's just say I wish you two weren't such children
that I had to make that decision in the first place.
- What is it now? - Quick question...
what did Kenneth Branagh make on his last deal?
- Why would I tell you that? - Professional courtesy.
We used to do it all the time.
Well, we don't work together anymore, remember?
Look, I have a woman who's at his level,
and I wanna make sure she's being paid commensurately.
Are you saying you're against women?
You are a piece of work.
How about this?
You give me his quote, I'll treat you to a late dinner.
Let me get this straight.
As my reward for giving you something,
you get to go out on a date with me.
Where's the problem? Lucky you.
You know what I think?
I don't think you have a client.
I think you just wanna go out with me.
- I have so many clients. - Yeah?
What's this particular client's name?
John...
Flibberty?
I thought you said it was a woman.
- Jane Flibberty. - I have to go.
Look, you're right. I don't have a client.
I asked you to get together because...
Stuart and Ted got into a fistfight in front of my face
and I wanted to talk to someone about it,
and you're the only one that gets it.
- A fistfight? - Yeah.
- Damn. - I just...
I don't want it to be like this between our firms.
How do you want it to be?
I don't know. Like it was.
Are you saying you wish we were co-heads of entertainment?
Because that's exactly what was going to happen.
I'm not saying anything, I just...
No, I get it.
You don't know what you got till it's gone.
Something like that.
Good night, Rick.
Good night, Erica.
No, absolutely not.
I'm not putting my faith
in you hacking a reporter's phone records
and strong-arming them in a day?
Are you listening? We don't have another choice.
I told you...
I do not wanna go to prison for even one second.
So, if this doesn't work...
Lester, if she gets those transcripts
and she puts what Valerie said about you in front of a jury,
then you are gonna go to prison
for a hell of a lot longer than one second.
If the jury finds out what we're up to,
they'll hold it against me, and it'll be just as bad.
They're not gonna find out.
God damn it! This is my life!
You're right, Lester. It's your life.
I didn't do Ecstasy with my partner
and then shoot guns with him.
I didn't do any of the things
that put you where you are right now.
So you can trust your instincts,
or you can trust mine.
I want to trust you, Ted...
but I don't know.
Kevin, did you get it or not?
We are about to start, and I cannot do this without you.
What's going on? Where is he?
I don't know. I left three messages.
But if Kevin's not here, then we're gonna...
Not Kevin, Ted. Lester still isn't here.
- What? Where the hell is he? - I don't know.
I keep calling him. He doesn't answer.
All right, everybody, are we ready to reconvene?
I am, but defense seems to be missing a defendant.
Mr. Black, what's going on here?
Well, Your Honor, we're just discussing
the admissibility issue.
My client doesn't need to be here.
This trial has started.
I determine when a defendant needs to be present.
Are you saying that you told him not to be here?
No, Your Honor, I did not.
Do you know where he is?
No, I don't.
Your Honor, I request a bench warrant immediately.
- That's not necessary. - Don't give me that.
You don't know where your own client is.
He could be on his way to Mexico right now.
My client surrendered his passport.
He is not a flight risk.
Your Honor, if you issue this warrant,
he will be in chains in front of the jury from now on.
I am personally asking that you give him
the benefit of the doubt and let me find him.
I don't know you, Mr. Black.
I have no basis to personally give you anything.
Your Honor, you don't know Mr. Black, but you do know me.
I've been in front of you dozens of times.
I'm by the book, and I'm telling you,
neither one of us knows where Lester is.
You have 24 hours,
or tomorrow he's back here in chains.
Thank you.
What are we gonna do? - I...
Now?
Got the records as soon as I could.
What do you wanna do?
Sit tight. I'll get back to you.
Hey, listen, one more thing... Lester's wife just called.
She found Lester's phone in the kitchen this morning,
and his bag is gone.
This is less than ideal, but we've been gifted a day.
I want you and Kevin to get together,
and I want the two of you to find a way
to break that reporter.
- What are you gonna do? - I'm gonna find Lester.
- Scott Stein? - Yes?
Did you conspire with Elizabeth Smith
to advance your career?
Or did she just manipulate you because you're an idiot?
I don't know who you are,
and I have no idea what you're talking about.
Like hell you don't. We got the phone records.
You talked to Elizabeth Smith four times
two days before your article about Valerie Thompson.
You're gonna sign an affidavit
telling the whole story.
That's not proof of anything.
Oh, we could drag your ass down to court.
No judge in the world
is gonna make me reveal my sources... I'm protected.
You know who was supposed to be protected?
Dante Everson. And you as good as killed him.
You don't do this, I'm gonna march upstairs,
and I'm gonna inform your paper you let a sitting ADA
feed you stories with no sources and no verification.
You might be protected in court,
but they'll fire your ass,
and I'll slap you with a wrongful-death suit
that'll leave you with nothing whether you win or lose.
Try me.
Okay.
I'll give you whatever you need.
So, if I'm hearing you correctly,
I don't have to do the laundry or the dishes.
That is not what I'm saying,
and I'm starting to see what the problem is.
Her?
It's not just about doing more things around the house.
It's about you appreciating what Maria does
for you and your children,
which seems like something you could do a lot more of.
You know, Samantha, when I offered to buy you a slice,
I thought it went without saying
that you were gonna take my side.
Seriously, this is great advice.
In fact, it sounds like you may be ready for marriage yourself.
Oh, Kevin, I'm never getting married.
Just kidding, but you should've seen the look on your face.
No, it's just that, um...
I've never seen Ted happier since being with you.
You really care about him, don't you?
Of course I do.
You work with someone as closely as we do,
you become brothers.
Truth be told, I'd marry him tomorrow if he asked.
But please don't tell him.
I don't wanna rush him.
I want him to get there on his own.
I'm sorry, Samantha. I gotta take this.
It's the office.
Yeah. Kevin.
Kevin, what are you doing here?
Got it... full affidavit.
You should've seen Amanda. Oof!
There's a lot of fire in that woman.
Why? What happened?
Let's just say I wouldn't wanna be
on the wrong side of her.
Wait a second. Why isn't she here?
She wanted to go over how you two are gonna use
what she got in court.
Plus, I didn't want her here
because I know you're hiding Lester.
- How'd you know? - Oh, please.
I knew it was you the second I heard he was missing.
Had Ted Black written all over it.
I've never done anything like that before.
Ratchford, Giovanni,
and let's not forget pretending Billy Esposito
was alive and well and in the room next door
to the guy who killed him.
You're right... I sound awesome.
Are you just gonna stand out there,
or are you gonna come in here
and help me prep for trial?
I'm coming in, if for no other reason
than to make sure you don't put Lester on a plane to Tahiti.
- You're Kevin, right? - Yeah.
Erica? - You got it.
Can I help you with something?
You're in my spot.
Yep. I mean the whole floor.
Ted was right.
- How so? - He said I'd like you.
Said the same thing to me.
You can stay.
Listen, as, uh, long as you're here,
I need to run something by someone Ted trusts.
But it needs to stay between you and me, no Ted.
That would depend on why you don't want Ted to know.
Because he may have to put Lester
on the stand at some point,
and I don't wanna put him in a position
of knowing Lester might not be telling the truth.
So last night I'm going
through Lester's police statement.
But then it hit me... it sounded too similar
to the words he used with us.
People don't work like that. - What are you saying?
What if he got that statement from a story?
I've been searching the Internet
to find out if it came from a book or a movie,
but so far, no dice.
And you figure because entertainment law
is my specialty, I can help you.
Can you?
Give me his statement. Let me see what I can do.
Mr. Black, I see you've located your client.
What exactly happened?
Mr. Thompson apologizes to the court, Your Honor.
He had a health scare. - He was scared, all right.
Where'd you find him, the bus station or the airport?
That's enough, Ms. Smith.
We have a sworn affidavit from Lester's physician
explaining the situation.
I'd like to hear directly from Mr. Thompson.
Your Honor, I woke up yesterday
with a pain in my chest.
I didn't know what it was, but it was getting worse and worse.
So I got in my car, I rushed to my doctor,
and I forgot my phone.
By the time I got to his office,
I thought I was having a heart attack.
Any thought besides living or dying left my head.
He ran a battery of tests...
It turned out to be nothing more than a panic attack.
With all due respect, Your Honor,
I ask for an investigation
into every bit of this flimsy explanation.
That affidavit is signed
by one of the country's leading physicians.
Sounds like it's from one
of the world's leading fairy-tale authors.
That's enough.
The court finds no reason to doubt the sworn statement
of a respected medical professional.
But, Mr. Thompson, moving forward,
you so much as take an extra-long bathroom break,
and I will put you in irons in front of the jury.
Understood, Your Honor.
Let's take a five-minute break
and get to the issue on the table.
I've redlined the Drew Carey contract,
countered the Webster offer, and I'm trading calls
with Sylvester Stallone's agent about that book.
I'm rowing. - What does that mean?
It means I wanna help more.
I'm gonna show you something.
Ted cannot know.
It's for his own protection.
Erica, you can trust me.
Take a look at this.
This is Lester's statement to the police.
I need to know if it reminds you of anything...
any movie or TV show you might have seen.
No, it doesn't.
I'm sorry.
It's okay.
In this case, "no" is actually the answer we're looking for.
But you need to be sure?
Then what if it came from a script that never got made?
If it never got made,
the only person that would know about it is Ted.
Lester's his client, and we can't tell Ted.
Except Ted wasn't the only person who handled Lester.
Okay, let's get to the issue of admissibility
of the Thompson divorce transcripts.
Your Honor, the prosecution's reasoning
for wanting to admit these transcripts
is new information coming to light from a newspaper article.
Well, it's our turn for new information to come to light.
Your Honor, we have here an affidavit
from the reporter who wrote that article,
stating he did so at the specific request
of Ms. Smith.
The whole thing was a plan to get her access
to the transcripts.
These are serious allegations, Ms. Smith.
You care to respond?
I only have one comment, Your Honor.
Even if what they're saying is true, the article was printed.
There's a legal presumption the jury could have seen it.
You made your initial ruling based on that,
and as far as the rules of evidence are concerned,
nothing has changed.
You're not seriously considering
letting her get away with this?
Do ethics mean nothing in this...
- Amanda. - It's okay.
I understand her frustration.
As much as what Ms. Smith's done turns my stomach,
legally speaking, she is correct.
The transcripts are admitted.
Call in the jury.
You immoral piece of filth.
Don't get high and mighty with me.
You think I believe for a second
he didn't lie here today?
You sure know how to pick a shady partner.
Me? I know you broke the law to get those transcripts
even before you got that article planted.
And how many people would I have to go through
until I found one that said Lester Thompson never set foot
in that doctor's office?
And for the record, I didn't have the transcripts before,
but I have them now,
and I sure as hell am gonna use them.
This is a really nice office, Rick.
Wow. Um, you deserve it.
I don't trust whatever you're here for.
So you can call me for a favor,
but I can't come here?
Mine wasn't a real favor.
I just missed you.
And I can't miss you?
- Do you? - Maybe.
But that's not why I'm here.
You said part of you wished we were still on the same side.
I need your help with the Lester case.
What can I do?
You've read every script Lester tried to option
in the past two years, correct? - I did.
Okay, so I'm gonna read you a piece of dialogue,
and I want you to let me know if any of this feels familiar.
Okay.
"I start to realize I'm watching a man
"battle with himself for his own sanity.
He starts getting darker"...
"And darker and saying he doesn't deserve to be here.
That's what he said... 'I don't deserve to be here.'"
How do you...
He didn't just option that script... he wrote it himself.
I've read it 20 times. - Damn.
Don't tell me.
You were just reading Lester's statement to the police?
I was, and this is exactly what he said to Kevin and Ted.
So, basically, you're saying Lester's entire story is a lie?
That's what it looks like.
Mrs. Thompson...
you said in this article...
that you believe in Lester's innocence.
But isn't it true you filed for divorce
within days of his being charged with murder?
Yes, I did, but it was a stressful time...
And when you met with your husband's divorce attorney,
did you say, "I'm not going to pretend
that Lester didn't kill Simon?" - Yes.
But you're taking that out of context.
And didn't you go on to say to the defendant,
"You killed him. You knew, and you killed him"?
I did, but if you'd let me speak, I can explain...
So what changed between you leaving your husband
because he was guilty of murder
and you telling the world you're standing by him
because he's a saint?
I realized I was wrong.
Seems plausible.
Or your husband agreed to break a prenup
that would have left you with nothing.
Objection, Your Honor... testifying.
Withdrawn. You took a bribe, Mrs. Thompson.
Isn't that what really happened?
- No, I didn't. - You don't believe him.
You never did. - That's not true.
You changed your tune the second you signed
an agreement that would have netted you a small fortune,
because you care more about money
than about the fact that your husband is guilty of murder.
Isn't that the truth? - No, it's not.
Your Honor.
Got it... you believe he didn't do it,
and you are furious at me for asking.
I just have two points I'd like to clarify.
Mrs. Thompson, what did you do for a living
before meeting your husband?
I was an actress.
A good one?
Remember, you're under oath.
Yes, I was good.
And in between what you said in that article
and those negotiations,
did Lester secure you a dream role in an upcoming film?
Yes. He did.
And if that role had been playing the wife of a murderer
who was paid to lie on the stand,
would you have been convincing?
- Objection! - Retracted.
I think we all know the answer.
No more questions, Your Honor.
I think that's enough for today.
Took you long enough. Look, I've been...
Wait a second. Who's he? - This is Rick.
He used to work... - Yeah, I heard of him.
What do you got? - There you go.
It's almost word for word.
Like I said in the text, we found something,
but you are not gonna like it.
Are you 100% sure Lester had access to this?
Besides me, he's the only one who had access to it.
No one else ever saw it, I guarantee it.
You trust this man to keep this all to himself?
I mean, trust him with your life?
I do.
I don't know the whole story with you and Ted,
but seems pretty big of you to do this.
Thank you.
And I know I don't have to say this,
but you don't wanna see me angry.
Understood.
He's all right.
Well, what are you gonna do?
Let me worry about that.
Okay, so she walks in.
Ted, why does this place look so nice?
Because...
I have something...
that I wanna ask you.
I have something to talk to you about.
No, ask you...
which I can't do without a ring.
Let her in, then get the ring.
What are you doing here?
Ted, I got a call while I was with Samantha.
Look, I couldn't keep it from her.
Cameron was a client.
What... what happened? What's... what's going on?
Pellegrini had our impersonator murdered.
Hey. What's going on?
You left before we could huddle.
Where did Kevin go last night?
What? What do you mean?
Catch me up. How'd you find Lester?
Or how about, why did Lester go to your doctor for that exam
instead of his own?
- Come on. - You're a piece of work.
You didn't just cover for Lester going missing.
You set the whole damn thing into motion to buy us time.
- Well, it worked, didn't it? - That's what you have to say?
Not "I'm sorry"?
Not "I was wrong to let you put your reputation on the line"?
But "You're welcome"?
I didn't ask you to put your reputation on the line.
You sure as hell didn't stop me.
I couldn't stop it. It was too late.
Which brings us back to
you shouldn't have done it in the first place!
What is wrong with you?
I thought that you wanted to crush this woman.
Not by becoming another version of her.
Yeah, she got an innocent man killed,
and I'm trying to set one free.
How dare you use that case against me?
You don't know anything about that case.
And what Smith said about you in the courtroom,
I just kept thinking about it all day.
Maybe she's right.
What the hell was I doing in that courtroom?
Then why didn't you just leave?
Because that would have looked terrible
for your client.
So I just sat there and kept pushing it down.
But I'm not keeping it down anymore.
Well, if that's the way that you feel,
then maybe you shouldn't be helping me.
Sounds like we agree on something.
From this second on, you're on your own.
- Oh, my God, so good. - Mm-hmm.
I haven't had Katsuya baked crab
since your birthday. - I know.
And they're actually known for their spicy tuna.
I'm not giving you the last spicy tuna.
You think I didn't order more?
Yeah, I don't trust you. - I think you do trust me...
Because you said so to Kevin in front of me.
"Do you trust Rick with your life?"
I believe was the question.
That was, uh, out of context.
Well, let's give it some context, then.
First, you said you might miss me.
And then you said you love me. - I did not.
I did not say that I love you.
But you thought it.
You wish I thought it.
Stuart.
Hey, are you in the office?
Your jacket's here, but I can't find you.
I just stepped out for a bite,
but I can be right back.
- You got a second to talk now? - Sure.
What's going on? - Well...
I wanted to apologize for my behavior the other day.
You chose to come here instead of staying where you were,
and I'm supposed to be setting an example, and...
instead, I made a fool of myself.
It's okay.
I know you two have a longer history than any of us.
I just wouldn't want you
to regret your decision because of me.
Stuart, it's one moment.
Besides, sometimes two people need to get it all out.
After that, you never know what could happen.
Good night, Rick.
Good night.
That was, um... - I get the picture.
I better get back.
You said the reason
we stopped doing what we used to do
was because I didn't respect the way you worked.
That's not the full story.
Ted was gonna give you a promotion
that I thought I deserved.
To be in competition with you...
while we were...
I couldn't.
I understand.
I gotta go.
Okay.
You better be calling to apologize.
Samantha, I was 100% in the wrong.
Stuart didn't do what I accused him of, but...
even if he had...
That's no excuse to walk into your house
and behave that way.
I'm sorry.
Okay, then.
That's not the reason I'm calling.
I wanted to thank you. - For what?
You know what.
Well, we both know
you can't get a good New York bagel out here.
Besides... - It's tradition.
Ted, I know how important this case is for you.
And whether you believe me or not,
I want you to be successful.
I believe you.
By the way, how's it going?
Today was a bad day.
Well, good luck tomorrow.
Thanks.
Bye.
Kevin, what are you doing here?
Where's Ted?
Ted can't help you now, Lester.
Look familiar? - Okay, what are you doing?
- I know you stole that story. - Okay. H-hold on.
And now I want the real one.
What the hell really happened?
Okay, I killed him!
I killed him.
Aaron. Aaron!