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Previously...
The law firm
Jacobson Moore hid documents

that could've taken opioids
off the market

ten years earlier.

Think of how many lives
that could've saved.

Including our daughter's.

Darling, I've been trying
to reach you.

- Bitsy?
- Your sister's here.

Use it as research.

Remember, Matty Matlock
does not exist without Bitsy.

Can we just clear the air
about what happened?

You mean with my husband?
I've had enough people

hand me their guilt.
You can keep yours.

- Talk to me about Slamm'd.
- I'm not loving

how much of the firm's money
you've spent.

Drop in the bucket.

This is the case
that's winning me partner.

There was an incident.
Sorority girl named Violet

suffered a heart attack after
someone spiked her drink with...

- Slamm'd!
- That little mistake

just killed a girl.
Violet's dead?

If it were your child,

wouldn't you want
someone held responsible?

I'm not saying
don't blame anybody.

I'm saying blame the
right people. Help us.

Force them to take this product
off the market.

What on the good earth
is going on here?

I'm putting together evidence,
and when I have enough,

I send it to The New York Times
and let them take it from there.

The Redditor said,
"One of these three."

I can't believe it's Olympia,
my friend.

Custard.

Clinically proven.

Well, not clinically,
but believe you me,

custard always makes everybody
feel better.

Well, Matty and Olympia
were very close.

The sadness is just
going to have to

take time to get
through her system.

Oh, I understand sadness.
I was married to Burt, remember?

Well, we'll both
have to support her.

Morning!

Everybody ready? Big day.

Wh-What's happening?

Oh, we're reaching out
to the Redditor.

What's a Redditor?
Not what. Who.

ReadEmAndWeep31.

It's a person who posted
on the Reddit board

about the hidden

Wellbrexa documents.

Do they work in the law office?

Don't know.
They could be anywhere.

Darling, hold up.

You never reached out before?

Yeah, two years ago.

But they told us to basically,
"Figure it out yourself."

And now we have. Olympia did it.

We know when the documents were
stolen, what day, what time.

But do we know what
was in the documents?

I'm just, I'm just
trying to catch up.

Not yet.

But that's what ReadEmAndWeep31
is gonna tell us.

Get her to talk
about her feelings.

Can you make
that custard first?

Sweetheart,
broken record here,

but are you sure
you're feeling okay?

You and Olympia
were friends.

I thought Olympia was
someone she isn't.

And she definitely thinks
I'm someone I'm not.

Things were getting
muddy, that's all.

Glad to have clarity.

So now it's time to finish this.

Oh, Matty.
The judge ruled in our favor.

Whew, it was a
hard-fought battle, but he said

the Slamm'd
class action can

continue without
a named plaintiff.

So Tucker taking the settlement
didn't end our case.

Wow. That's terrific news.

Let me drop my bag.

Go, team.

Okay.

There's only one thing
that matters,

and that's winning,
at all costs.

Right, so,

I've gone through
our whole class.

I have suggestions
on who we certify next.

We can't certify anybody.
That'll take months.

The firm has spent too much
money on this trial already.

Exactly.
We stay the course and finish

without a named plaintiff.

We focus on predatory marketing,
dangerous product.

The jury will see
an empty seat.

They'll wonder
where Tucker is.

I know, and I
have an answer.

Violet Reed.

She died at her sorority
after drinking Slamm'd.

It's perfect.

Senior wants to talk to me.

What?
Yeah.

Sorry, I'm confused.

We can't get Violet
in as a plaintiff.

Well, no, not officially.

But her mom, Lydia,
can talk about her.

And that way, she becomes

the de facto plaintiff
in the jury's hearts.

I love it.

Exactly.
We lean in to Tucker's absence.

"He's lucky he had
the chance to settle.

Violet couldn't."

Let them try to beat up
a grieving mom on the stand.

Matty,

will you see
if Lydia will testify?

Tell her you'll do
the questioning.

Of course.
I'm the dead child whisperer.

I'm just kidding, folks.

Let me call Lydia.
Thank you.

Billy, update me.

You're meeting with
Connecticut PD?

First thing
tomorrow morning.

They broke up the
party three years ago,

same party that had
the cans of Slamm'd

in the background.
Perfect.

Look, we only need
one piece of direct evidence

that proves Slamm'd financed
those high school parties.

Uh-oh.
What's that face mean?

Senior's pulling
me from the case.

He said too many resources
have been spent already.

I'm sorry.

Don't freak out.

Just promise me

you're not gonna freak out.

What's happening?
Is it the Redditor?

Did Alfie hear something?

No, but, uh, he may be a little
distracted by his crush.

His what?!

Don't scream.

I need every single detail.

Her name is Molly.

Molly.

She's the reason he's taking
the after-school magic class.

No!
Yes!

And are you ready?

I don't know. Am I?

No, you're not, but get ready.

Okay.

Alfie asked me
if I would help him make

a cupcake to ask
her to the dance,

"as a friend,"

and he also wants my
thoughts on his wardrobe.

Did he actually say...

"Wardrobe," yes.

And when he said it, he...

Did he do that...
The serious eyebrows.

He trusts you.

I'm so glad.

Ellie did, too.

She thought her Aunt Itsy Bitsy
hung the moon.

Now, don't make me cry.

I've got on about
a pound of makeup.

Olympia.

Let me get to my office.

Can you keep my
sister occupied?

I have to call Olympia
as Matty Matlock,

and the last thing I need
is Bitsy overhearing.

She won't think me imitating
her is funny, believe you me.

No problem.

I will just ask her
a question about anything.

Oh, God, Olympia,
leave me alone.

Damn! Answer, Matty.

You okay?

Got a big old vote of
no confidence from your father.

Welcome to my childhood.

Now imagine you're nine
and you asked him

if he liked your diorama.

Uh, I'll come back.

Ah-ah-ah.

All right.

Our divorce papers?

Oh.
Yeah.

Trying to get in my head
so I lose this class action

and you win
the partner race?

Definitely not.
I have things brewing.

I want a fair fight.

I thought we could
sign them together.

Is that cheesy?

Yes.

Also sweet.

Let's do it.
After I win this case.

Can't let emotion in yet.

So, what's brewing?

I found an apartment

that's right next door
to an ice cream shop.

The twins are gonna love it.

Ooh, oh, wow.

I was talking about
the partner race.
Oh, I know.

I said I'd fight you,
not help you.

Matty, finally.

Olympia's been
texting all morning.

And all night.

I don't know how
you keep smiling to her face.

I got mad at Cindy Shapiro once
at a water aerobics class.

And I tried to ignore
it during canasta,

but by the time she
dealt the first card,

I said, "Don't you ever steal
my pool noodle again."

Trust me, I get it.

You do?

Yeah, but I'm almost
at the end of this thing,

and I just have to keep
my game face on.

I don't know anything

about game faces, but I
do know about biscuits,

and trust me, you hand these out
to the jury, and you'll win.

Yeah, I'm pretty sure
that's a bribe.

You let me know
if the Redditor responds,

and you let me know

if the magician responds.

Now wish me luck in court.

Mmm!

BITSY and EDWIN:
Luck in court.

Uh-huh.

Every parent thinks
their child is special.

But Violet, she really was.

Who do you blame
for Violet's death?

Objection.
Sustained.

- Slamm'd.
- Oops.

Um, "sustained" means
you don't answer.

I get them mixed up, too.

What's the official cause
of Violet's death?

Poisoning because of
their product.

- Objection, Your Honor.
- With all due respect,

her daughter had
a rare heart condition.

She's not exactly
your average consumer.

Sustained.

Stick within the appropriate
bounds, Counselor.

Understood.

Opposing counsel brought up
Violet's arrythmia,

so I assume I can discuss that.

I don't, I don't want
to mess up again.

I appreciate that.

When was Violet diagnosed
with a heart condition?

When she was four.

And did she ever end up
in the emergency room?

Six times.

But the last time was in 2014.

And what changed in 2014?

She turned eight.

And she decided she wasn't
going back to the hospital.

Quite the declaration.

That's who she was.

Determined.

After that...

my little girl read every label,
every ingredient.

She took her...

health into her own hands.

I'd like to submit into evidence
Violet's medical records.

I don't have the records.
What?

We just went over this
this morning.

Just building a little dramatic
tension here.

Believe you me,

haven't heard a room this quiet
since I accused my ex-husband

of sleeping with a hooker
on our anniversary.

And then he said,
"Which one?"

* *

Counselor, do you want
to proceed with your direct?

She does, Your Honor. Right now.

Sorry. Got pulled back there
for a second.

Where were we?
Um, yes.

Violet's medical records.

A gift.

I know you like binder clips,

the ones with
the rubber grips.

Why are you down here, and
what do you want, Ms. Franklin?

I want to take care of those
who take care of me.

Okay. I also want to know

if you've assigned
Olympia's old office.

I have.

And?

It went to Simone Delgado.

What?

I was strong-armed,
which I don't appreciate.

Policy is policy.
I hate rule breakers.

Who strong-armed you?

The order came from on high.

Senior?

A little less high.

Julian.

But why?

You didn't hear it from me,

but something about
his team needing more space.

Huh.

I'm really sorry.

I can't believe
I forgot that report.

Are you sure something isn't
going on with you, Matty?

Oh, it's just a mistake.
That's all.

It won't happen again.

So I can count on you?

Of course. Always.

I need good news.
Well, that's what I have.

The Connecticut PD responded
to a noise complaint made about

a Slamm'd party that took place
in an abandoned warehouse.

Kids scattered like ants,
but there was a DJ.

They cited him for
playing without a permit.

Tell me you got the DJ's info.

Name, address, height, weight
and star sign.

Great work, Billy.

Take Sarah
and track him down

while I lay out
our predatory marketing defense.

No, we don't market to minors.

Would you say
you market to boomers?

We don't discriminate.

Young professionals?

Same answer.
Hmm.

Where are the
boomers in your ads?

Or the young
professionals?

Advertisements
are aspirational.

I don't look like
the models from J.Crew,

but I still wear the clothes.

Great point.

And you do that because of
subliminal advertising?

Usually, yes.

And can you define that term
for the jury?

Subliminal advertisements

are supposed to slip past
your normal perception

and embed
in your subconscious.

Got it.

And the majority of
your promotional events

don't take place at bars.

They take place
on college campuses, correct?

Where three-quarters of
the population is under 21.

That still leaves
one-quarter above 21.
Okay.

So let's say you are
marketing your drug...

Your Honor.

What is...
Drink. Drink. I'm sorry.

Running on fumes.

That was not
a subliminal message.

Let's say you
are marketing

your very strong drink
to 21- and 22-year-olds.

They'd have little to no
experience with alcohol, right?

I would assume.

So, your slogan,

"Five times the alcohol,
ten times the fun,"

might be appealing
to these young people?

We hope that our product
is used responsibly,

once you're of legal age.

Let's talk about your mascot,

a cartoon tiger.

I call it a character,
not a cartoon.

That's what many people said
about this guy.

Recognize him?

Joe Camel.

Why was Joe Camel discontinued?

The FTC thought the campaign
was targeting minors.

Ah.

Aw, they could be friends.

Objection. Your Honor...

No more questions. Thank you.

Ms. Dinh, let's talk about
this tiger, shall we?

Got some slides of my own.

Do you know
what that logo sells?

Yes. Toilet paper.

Would you classify toilet paper
as a product

geared to children only?

Let's hope not.

Ms. Dinh,

as president for marketing

of Slamm'd parent company
Hyperfuel,

how would you respond
if I told you

that your advertising was
being called predatory?

I'd say the only thing predatory
going on here is the litigation.

Objection. Speculation.

Sustained.

Sorry. My mistake.

Must be running on fumes.

I'm done.

* I found love *

* For me *

* Darling, just dive
right in... *

Okay, now you just make a...

uh, a frame with your arms,
kind of, kind of like a box.

I don't think me and Molly
will dance.

She mostly just shows me
magic tricks.

Just in case,
you want to be prepared.

I remember when I was your age,
and I went on a picnic,

and I didn't bring
a bathing suit.

I didn't know that we were
gonna wind up at the river.

Honey, you're doing
real good.

Just look me in
the eye, okay?

Well, you know
what happened?

You ended up at the river?

Close. A creek.

Anyway, now you have
something to do

if the magic tricks
get old.

It won't.
Molly knows like a hundred.

* To carry children
of our own... *

I'm taking a girl
to the dance.

As a friend.
It's not a big deal.

Cool.

Doesn't seem
like a big deal.

* Against all odds *

* I know we'll be all right
this time... *

Bitsy.

Bitsy, what you saw
in the courtroom...

I thought we had a breakthrough.

I thought that you respected me,

but you just see my life
as a joke.

I don't. I needed...
Stop.

Just stop.

Now, I'm gonna stay here
for the dance, for Alfie.

And then after that,

I will leave you
to whatever your life is.

Or mine, I guess.

Okay, I've got some good news
and some bad news.

Which would you like?

Well, why break
the streak I'm on?

Give me the bad news.
Okay.

Uh, ReadEmAndWeep31 did
not reply to our message.

And the good news?

They fell for the phishing trap.

They clicked

on the evidence link
that we included.

The honeypot?

And guess where
their ISP led back to.

Jacobson Moore.

The Redditor still works
at the firm.

* *

If the Redditor still works
at Jacobson Moore,

then we need a list of everyone

who worked there...
14 years ago.

There were 63 employees.

Edwin.

Although,

there could be one more.

Huh?

Shae.

You think Shae could be
the Redditor?

Well, think about it, Edwin.

She consulted with
Wellbrexa then.

She hates lies.

If it is her,

maybe I can draw her out
with subliminal advertising.

No one must know
we discussed this.

Don't you worry.
I will find out.

Dog with a bone.

Hi, Matty.

Dog bones, huh?

Hope that means good news
for Barry Manilow.

His bowel movements
are firm again, finally.

Well, that's the dream
right there, isn't it?

Mm-hmm.

You two planning a bank heist?

No. We might...

start a book club.

Okay, fine.

Belvin saw an injustice,

and I am trying to get
to the bottom of it.

Well, why can't she do it?

Because she is not
dating Simone.

Why won't you use your
depraved sexual connection--

sorry, romantic connection
that I am totally rooting for--

to find out
what Julian is hiding?

Again, I'm not gonna
spy on Simone.

Again, you're
the only one who can.

It's not like I can stick
my tongue down her throat.

Even though I would.

That's how far I would go
to protect Olympia.

Dear God, please let
me unsee that image.

Focus on the DJ.

Think about it this way.

Who are you more loyal
to, Simone or Olympia?

Hey, yo, yo!

I'm DJ Flexmaster.

Welcome to Cribs.

I'm just kidding. Come on in.

Hey.

So you have no idea who
hired you for the party?

Mm-mm.

Wait, wait, lucky days!

I found the DM.

But, uh,
the account's been deleted,

so there's
no username anymore.

Yeah.

Venmo came in
a few hours before the gig.

Username VP123.
No photo.

Cash came in no problem.

They even sent
some hella cool swag.

Told me to give it out.

Do you have any left?
Probably.

I don't throw anything out,
because, you know, landfills.

Right.

Hell yeah!

Jackpot!

You guys want some Slamm'd

or a PopSocket,
a visor?

You can never have
too many visors, right?

I believe you
believe that.

Wait, there's a label.

It's too faded to see
the return address.

Yeah, but there's
a barcode.

Maybe we can scan it.

The box is untraceable.

Couldn't track down

whoever VP123 is either.

Which means still no leads
on who threw the party,

but we did find something else.

At first we thought these were

the usual Slamm'd cans,
but they're not.

They must be the beta version.

They were testing out
different colors, logos, fonts.

Makes sense.

The parties were before
Slamm'd went to market.

Exactly. Which means they had
to come directly from Slamm'd,

which means Slamm'd has to be
connected to the parties.

That's our link.

You did great work. Problem is,

defense will argue he got
the cans from somewhere else.

They could've fallen off
the back of a truck.

It's all circumstantial.

But the DJ was paid.

And we don't know how.

Because they buried it
with creative accounting.

Single-use vendor,
an errant payment,

even a charitable donation.

That way, they wouldn't
have to disclose,

which is completely unethical.

They'd do that?

Oh, you wouldn't believe

the shady ways
corporations cover things up.

It makes me so crazy.

Well, these were research
and development parties, right?

So what were
they researching?

That's easy
to figure out.

Look at what changed on the can.

It's a different tiger.

So the mascot.

Also, the warning label has
slightly different wording.

So the language.

Wait. Are there studies

that match those changes
in discovery?

Because there is always a study

before a company
changes anything,

whether it's a warning label,
a color, a character.

There is one for the
warning label, but there is

nothing about the tiger.

They must have hidden it
from discovery.

There's a missing document.

Shae just said that every time

a company changes anything
on a product,

there has to be a study.

So go back through
the Wellbrexa opioid file.

Look for
every single dose change,

every single word change
on every warning label.

I'm guessing
there's a study missing.

The missing document?

Exactly.

Great timing!

My team is following a major
development in the Slamm'd case.

Thanks for coming to court,
by the way.

Ah, you looked
good out there.

Landed a few uppercuts,
drew some blood.

I try.

Always.

Which is why Slamm'd
made us an offer.

What?
I didn't see anything come in.

They came directly to me.

What's the number?

Enough to cover all the money
that you've spent on this case.

Meaning we get nothing?
No damages?

Meaning the firm breaks even.

Which I'd say is a
pretty good deal,

given our circumstances.

And the drink?

Stays on the market.

As is? The judge won't
sign off on that.

Oh, he already did.

There's only one signature left,
and it's yours.

There's a 24-hour clock

on the offer.

Look, if Slamm'd went behind
my back to negotiate with you,

it's because they're scared.

I just need a little more time.

Being partner isn't
just about winning.

It's about doing
what's best for the firm.

Don't make me say
"or else," kid. Hmm?

* *

What are you doing?

We heard
Senior shut us down.

No, S-Senior
communicated an offer.

Which is still good for another
22 hours and 48 minutes.

Okay.

Let's go. What's next?

I put Kennedy on the stand.

Even if we don't have proof
Slamm'd threw the parties?

You're not listening.
We've run out of time!

Look, I have to go prepare
for Kennedy's testimony.

If you want to help me,
keep looking for a connection

between Slamm'd and that party.

Okay.

Okay.

Let's get to it.

Seriously?
We are up against the clock,

and you stop your work to get
your ass groped by Beelzebub?

Relax. I did it so I could see
what Olympia was up against.

Really?
Mm-hmm.

And?

And I saw a contract
on Simone's desk

for the new client that
Julian just signed: Optireon.

The AI start-up?

Their retainer alone is

probably more than
Olympia billed all year.

Let's not tell her.

We only have 18 hours left,
and the last thing she needs

is more pressure.

Wow.

That's some real emotional
intelligence right there.

I have a great mentor.

Who doesn't need
any more bad news

until we can give her good news.

What was the Venmo handle
that sent

DJ Flexmaster
his payment?

VP123. Why?

I think I might have
some good news.

Your Honor,

while combing through the books
of Hyperfuel's charitable arm,

my team found payments
to a vendor called VistaPoint.

The dates of these
payments correspond

with several of the underage
parties we've documented.

Here's a police report
and a Venmo receipt

pertaining to a DJ who
worked one of the parties.

He was cited by Connecticut PD,
and as you can see, he was paid

by VP123,
VistaPoint's Venmo handle.

So Slamm'd paid VistaPoint.

VistaPoint threw these parties.
Exactly.

And they intentionally hid
these from us during discovery.

Whoa. There is nothing that
indicates this was intentional.

It was clearly
an innocent mistake.

- Oh, please.
- My client turned over

thousands of pages
of research and development.

And missed this?

Your Honor,
concealing evidence

is an affront
to our justice system.

I urge you to issue
terminating sanctions

and enter a swift
and final judgment in our favor.

So did we win on
summary judgment?

No. But they're sending over
the additional discovery,

and the judge is going to order
preclusion sanctions,

prohibiting them from
contesting anything related

to the underage parties
when we bring them up.

That's it?

Their attorney said
that it was an oversight.

It wasn't.

No, but it's smart lawyering.

We'd be playing
the same strategy

if we were
on the other side.

It's dirty pool.
I don't play like that.

You saying that I do?
I'm saying

you turn over everything, even
if you know it's gonna hurt you.

Period.

What they did
wasn't smart lawyering.

No, but how she recovered

was smart lawyering.

What is your problem, Matty?

I'm just saying,
there's right and there's wrong.

Go home.

What?

I don't need negativity
around me. Not tonight.

Good night.

Oh, man.

Rhonda.

Can I ask you a quick question?

Uh, where's Matty?

She went home.
Family issue.

It's just,
we might need her.

We don't. Kennedy goes
on the stand in the morning.

I'll be in my office prepping.

Any word on
the VistaPoint discovery?

It just arrived.
That's why we were hoping
Matty was here.

Why?

Classic document dump.

They sent over everything
but the kitchen sink.

That could be
in here, too.

Okay, we've got 14 hours.
Let's go.

What are you doing home?

Accidentally hit Olympia
with a pool noodle.

Oh. Uh, come on, Alfie.

But we have to find
the study. Oh.

I know you felt
like a joke.

I made you feel like a joke.

That wasn't my intention.

The truth is,

I chose to be you because...

...you're more likable
than I am, Bitsy.

It's true.

You always have been.

I thought it was because you
had a different upbringing.

Mom was a drunk
when I was a kid.

Had to put on my hard shell.

But you didn't
have it easier.

You just took
it easier.

You didn't let her turn you
into a grouchy old turtle.

Don't you call my big sister
a turtle.

You're not, you know?

You're just a big old squish

when you let yourself
feel things.

I remember taking Ellie
to elementary school in 1987

and met Joyce Webster.

I was 38 years old.

That's how old I was

when I made my last real friend.

Before Olympia.

I mean,

I had work friends.

I had mom friends.

I'm just really gonna miss her.

Yes, you are.

And that's okay.

You know what else
I think?

I think you fell in love with
being a lawyer all over again.

And you don't
have to give that up.

You don't have to stay.

We still have
nine hours.

Not we. Me.

Why do you care
so much?

I work for
Jacobson Moore.

Lots of money at stake.

And I feel responsible.

If I hadn't
done what I did

with your husband...

...you wouldn't have hired
those terrible jury consultants.

And I just wanted to say
I'm so sorry.

Look, I-I knew you
guys were unhappy.

And I made the
first move.

If that changes anything.

It doesn't.

Julian's a grown-ass man.

But understood and moving
forward.

Now keep looking.

* *

Everyone?

What'd you find?

That must be it.

I was going through R and D

on a kids' sports drink
that Hyperfuel was developing,

and I found a focus group.

Watch this.

You think that's what
the missing document is?

It must be.

Because it's
the only label change

that doesn't have
a study attached.

Wellbrexa came up with
their time-release coating,

and they put on the label:
"Do not crush tablets

or it leads to rapid release
and absorption."

Except we know
people did crush it,

addictions climbed,
and there was a spike in sales.

Because it wasn't
a warning label.

It was a how-to guide.

How to get more high.

That's what the study
must have said.

And that's why
they made it disappear.

I-I think...

...we just figured it out.

Well, what's next?

I write a message
to the Redditor.

And I know exactly
what I'm gonna say.

Hi again.

First, I want you to know
that your actions mattered.

Your post on that Reddit board
changed my life.

And I know why you did it.

Why you screamed into the void.

You posted because you knew
right from wrong

and you stand for what's right.

The truth.

The rules.

The hard shell of justice.

But that's not why you're
going to come out of hiding.

You'll come out of hiding
because of what's underneath.

The squishy stuff.

You'll come out of hiding
because you care.

You ready?

Introducing
the most stylish teenager

this side of the Mississippi.

You'll come out of hiding

for the children
who lost their parents.

For the parents
who can't smile without them.

Who can't laugh.

Who are finding it hard
to do anything.

Your chariot awaits.

* *

You can't know what they're
going through, but you care.

And that's why
you'll come forward.

I'm going home
with a full heart.

Thanks for helping him.

Actually, it got
me and Edwin thinking.

You and Alfie have
a pretty special bond.

And...

Well, if anything should ever
happen to me and Edwin,

would you be Alfie's guardian?

Oh!

Thanks for coming back.

Ms. Dinh,
you testified

that you chose the tiger mascot
on the Slamm'd can by conducting

focus groups of adults in
their 20s through 50s, correct?

Yes.

But when it came to

what type of tiger,
you tested them

at off-the-books parties

that you failed to turn over
during discovery.

Is that correct?

Yes, but...

And those parties
apparently had high schoolers.

With fake IDs.
Yes or no.

Yes.

Here is the tiger that you were
testing at those parties.

It looks pretty mean
and scary, doesn't it?

It's a more
aggressive tiger,

yes.

Yeah, I see.

But this is the tiger
that ended up on the can

by the time
Slamm'd made it to market.

Way more friendly.

What changed in the period
of time between these two cans?

It was so many years ago.

I'm sure it was just rounds of
revisions from art department,

internal conversations,
that kind of thing.

No new focus groups?

Not that I can recall.
Hmm.

I mean,
you have a focus group

for every other
marketing decision.

So I find it
very, very odd

that there's no focus group
for this one.

There was not
a Slamm'd focus group

before the tiger change, no.
I agree.

But do you know
what my team found

when they were going through
the rest of the discovery

that you failed
to turn over?

A different focus group.

That your company sponsored
to test a sports drink for kids.

And this focus group was
made up of 14-year-olds.

Admitting this
into evidence.

I'm sorry it's late again.
They hid it.

So, how many of you would like
this on your sports drink?

Okay. And this one?

Wow.

And when was the date
of this focus group?

In March 2022.

After this focus group,

you changed the tiger,
didn't you?

Because you were

targeting children.

Trying to get them hooked
as young as 14.

Make them customers for life.

40 million!

Hell of a settlement.

See, I always do
what's best for the firm.

I know you do, even if
it means breaking the rules.

But then again,
you knew that.

Matlock.

My turn to congratulate her?

I just wanted
to apologize.

You were right.
I've been off.

And I-I don't know
if it's the pressure or...

well, it might be my age.

I hate to admit it, but...

things just hurt
more than they used to.

Makes me cranky.

That must be hard.

And believe you me, I get it.

This case made me cranky, too.

So we're good?

We're great.

Oh, it's, uh, Julian.
I should...

I'll leave you to it.

Hello.

So we're really toasting
our divorce?

No, we're
toasting the fact

that it was amicable
and that it lasted 12 years,

which beats all four of
my father's marriages combined.

And, um, we're toasting
our family.

Which continues.

Yeah.

Are you okay?

I've just been holding in a lot.

Can finally let it out.

Yeah, goodbyes are hard.
This isn't a goodbye.

This is an,
"I'll see you tomorrow

and can you remind Court
to brush his teeth."

You're right.
Shall we?

By the way,
congrats on Slamm'd.

My dad was glowing when he
talked about the settlement.

Thank you. And now you can wipe
that smug smile off your face.

What?

"What?"

Optireon?

Uh-huh.

How'd you know about that?

I got ears everywhere.

Well, uh, may the best
future partner win.

No sign of our Redditor yet.

It's only 5:56.

She's still got four minutes.

I hope my message worked.

Edwin.

She's here.

* You know I can't smile
without you... *

What's a Redditor?

Not what. Who.

ReadEmAndWeep31.

Just email me a request,
per the rules.

I got hives when
Barry Manilow was sick.

Your fur baby?

Belvin saw an injustice,

and I am trying to get
to the bottom of it.

* To do anything *

* You see, I feel sad *

* When you're sad *

* I feel glad
when you're glad... *

Hi.

It isn't Shae.

But I know who it is.

You'll come out of hiding

for the children
who lost their parents.

For the parents who can't smile
without them.

* I can't smile without you *

Who can't laugh.

* I can't laugh *

Who are finding it hard
to do anything.

* I'm finding it hard
to do anything... *

Putting those Barry Manilow
lyrics in the message

was a stroke of genius.

You can't beat
subliminal advertising.

* I just can't smile
without you. *

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