All language subtitles for Matlock 1x13

- 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.

Shae alerts Senior
that it's in discovery.

Senior's out of the
country and calls Julian.

So, we have to prove that he was

in that document room 14 years ago.

Do you have a key card? That
way I can track your movements.

- You just tap this?
- Yeah, and then enter the date.

I assume you have a plan

for snagging Julian's key card?

I sure do.

Simone has been my nemesis

- since...
- Since law school. You mentioned.

I could explain the difference
in detail, over a drink.

I don't have other hangs,
but you can keep hanging.

Would it be okay if we
checked in in a month?

- What are you doing?
- You told me you couldn't find the email.

I just needed some more time to think.

So I don't let you think?

Not when your mind is made up.
You're a bull in a china shop.

Do you blame me... for Ellie's death?

It's just that if we hadn't
pushed so hard for custody...

It wasn't "we," Edwin.

It was me.

Oh, it's fresh.

Nice.

- Okay, now smell the inside.
- Do I have to?

Well, according to HR, no, but please?

I didn't know Easter was
such a big deal around here.

I mean, aren't 60% of
the partners Jewish?

Well, it's been
rebranded as "Family Day,"

and technically, the bunny
is a nondenominational rabbit.

Senior insists on the egg hunt

because he loves wearing
this damn costume.

If anything is off, he'll blame me.

Do you blame me for Ellie's death?

It's just that if we hadn't
pushed so hard for custody...

Do you blame me?

Sometimes.

I just, I just meant the timing.

- Not that y...
- It's okay.

I blame myself.

Part of the reason I'm
doing all this, I guess.

I noticed you were a bookworm,

and I just wanted to say thank you

for helping me find
my purse the other day.

I don't usually accept gifts for
performing the duties of my job...

Well, you're gonna have to
make an exception on account

of my Southern hospitality.

Actually, ma'am, what
I was gonna say was...

I'll make an exception.

Aw.

What a sweet angel you got there.

Will I get to meet her on Family Day?

After the guard change at 3:00 p.m.

3:00 p.m. That'll be my window.

I'll sneak in, grab the
printouts of Julian's whereabouts

the day the documents went missing

and prove he was the one who stole them.

Oh, God.

Bitsy again?

I don't have the energy
to talk to my sister.

Oh, I get it. She's, uh, she's a lot.

Tell me about it.

Oh.

Boy, she really wants
us to come for Easter.

Are you sure you wouldn't like to go?

Get a change of scenery, have
some of her famous peach pie?

Bitsy's diabetic now. It's sugar-free.

Alfie always has a good time.

Matlock. Bringing your
rugrat to Family Day?

Oh, I don't think
Alfie's that kind of kid.

Oh, every kid's that kind of kid

once they meet the
nondenominational bunny.

Okay, now,

talk to me about Slamm'd.

The class is certified.
Great lead plaintiff.

We start trial next week.

I'm not loving how much of
the firm's money you've spent.

Drop in the bucket. We're looking good.

This is the case that's
winning me partner.

Let's hope you're right.

Ugh, but you should bring Alfie.

It'll be fun.

And I want to get to know him.

I feel like it's the one part of
your life that's still a mystery.

Do you think I should bring Alfie?

To Family Day or to your sister's?

'Cause I've lost track.

Both, either. I'm just trying

to weigh the pros and cons, you know?

I just don't want to be...

A bull in a china shop?

I-I didn't mean what I said last night.

Darling, are you sure you can handle

being Matty Matlock today?

You could call in sick,
uh, take a personal day.

I'm not sure that's true, Edwin.

Besides, it's like my
friend Cindy Shapiro said,

"When you got money, you can wallow.

Without it, you got to swallow."

What does that even mean?

Means I got to pull
up my big-girl pants,

get ready for Family Day.

Family Day is a stress
migraine waiting to happen.

You don't like children. Shocking.

I like the ones with advanced
reasoning capabilities

and expansive verbal skills.

Not the ones with
sweaty chocolate hands.

What if Kira's super into Family Day?

Then I am in the damn bunny costume.

Anything to soften the
ground before the talk.

- Three days.
- Hey, you could push it.

Nope, it's already in my
calendar. Also, it's time.

Billy, I like her, we
hang out constantly,

and I want to know where we're at.

You know? Stop talking. She's coming.

As always, you're talking.

Are they gone?

Because I don't want
to look upset but, like,

- why are they together and what was that?
- Okay.

I'm guessing Simone needed
tech support. And stop smiling.

And calm down. Trust me,

you've got nothing to worry about

With Simone and Kira.

It's my sister.

She's wondering if we're still working

on the Slamm'd class action.

Look at this.

"Half energy drink, half best time ever.

Five shots in one."

And they put it in a splashy font

aimed directly at kids and alcoholics.

- Okay, we got something potentially interesting...
- It's gonna be big.

- Honestly...
- One at a time.

Uh, there was an incident off
Fordham's campus a couple nights ago.

Sorority girl named Violet
suffered a heart attack

after someone spiked her drink with...

Slamm'd. Sorry.

- Floor is Billy's.
- Thank you.

She's in the hospital,

and they're charging the
girl who allegedly did it,

Zoey Santos, with felony assault.

My sister texted me. They're
bringing her into the station

- for questioning now.
- Does she have a lawyer?

Let's walk through the events
of the night, starting with...

She won't be answering
any more questions.

Let me guess. You're her lawyer?

I need some time alone
with Ms. Santos, please.

And you can take your notepad with you.

You're not getting a
confession out of her.

Zoey, I'm Olympia
Lawrence. This is my team.

I-I can't afford a lawyer.

I'm on scholarship. My
parents don't live here.

Well, that's fine, because
we're taking your case pro bono.

Why would you do that?

I'm gonna tell you the truth, Zoey.

And in exchange, I would like
the truth from you, too, okay?

This drink, Slamm'd,

that put Violet in the hospital is evil,

and it needs to be off the market.

It's hurt a lot of people,
it's aimed at kids like you,

and it's got to be stopped.

And I've got a big class action lawsuit

where I plan on doing just that.

But if you are charged,
let alone found guilty,

well, that puts the fault on the person

and not the product,
which will hurt my case.

So I need to prove
that you are innocent.

I-I didn't put Slamm'd in the cup.

Okay? I don't ever serve that stuff.

Are you engaging me as your lawyer?

Okay, hang tight.

I'm gonna go see what we're up against.

You two, get your hands

on the police report from
the night of the incident.

And Matty will help
you reach your parents.

Hey, Zoe, you can trust Olympia.

She's in your corner.

Thanks for meeting me so quickly.

You, uh, clearly have
a lot on your plate.

Yeah, only about 73 other clients,

with more incoming each week.

Oh, wow. Ooh, beautiful family.

Came with the frame.

No time for a life.

Even more reason for me to unburden you

from having to charge Zoey Santos.

It was an accident.

A terrible one, but
obviously not a crime.

It's the product itself
that's dangerous, not Zoey.

Oh, I wouldn't be so sure.

I got interviews from over
a dozen sorority sisters

confirming that she and Violet had

a huge fight that night.

Apparently, Violet
stole Zoey's boyfriend.

Boom, motive.

I don't know about "boom."

Your client also knew about
Violet's heart condition.

Uh, Ms. Chapter President herself

organized the Heartsmart
Sisterhood Charity Run

held by the sorority last summer.

We got mens rea and
causation all over the place.

And you know what they say:

a video is worth a thousand convictions.

And I have one, of your
client handing Violet a cup

and pressuring her to...

"Chug that drink."

The very drink that ended up
sending her into cardiac arrest.

I-I know you're new to this office.

What's the tell?

The ambition, which I respect,

by the way, but look...

you don't want your first kill

to be a piddly little squirrel.

You want a big,

juicy bear.

Zoey wanted to get Violet drunk.

That's all.

I mean, you remember college, right?

Best I can do is offer you a plea.

Come on.

Your entire case is circumstantial.

Zoey has a clean record.

She is a child who made a mistake.

What...

A.D.A. Park.

Got it. Bye.

That little mistake just killed a girl.

Violet's dead?

- She can't be. No.
- Zoey, you have to listen to me,

because the next part's very important.

Do you understand?

The D.A. is gonna charge
you with manslaughter.

In about 60 seconds,
the police are gonna come

through that door and
they're gonna arrest you.

They're gonna take you to
booking and fingerprint you,

photograph you,

search you, everywhere.

We're gonna get you
out as soon as possible.

Just do not say a word to anyone.

Okay. Here we go.

Oh, no, no, no, please.

- It'll be okay.
- Please.

Please.

We know it's been a rough night for you,

but, darling, your dad
will be here any minute.

This can't be happening.

Zoey, we need to know exactly

what happened in your room that night.

We're not allowed to
drink in sororities,

but I'm 21, so I keep
a stash in my closet.

What is a "Zoey Zinger"?

The girls said that you
served it to them that night.

Rum, strawberry
lemonade, Sour Patch Kids.

Any Slamm'd in a Zoey Zinger?

No. No. No way.

Gets you way too drunk way too fast.

I've seen so many people black out.

I do not mess with it.

We're gonna need a list of every girl

who partied with you
in your room that night.

Let's subpoena credit
card, debit card statements,

see if we can figure out who
brought Slamm'd in the house.

Now, tell us about Grant.

My ex?

He cheated with Violet, but-but to think

that I would hurt
Violet because of that...

Like, I just want to go back in time.

I just want to...

I just want to not have people over

or-or not serve drinks.

Anything, anything to
change what happened.

Do you blame me for Ellie's death?

It's just that if we hadn't
pushed so hard for custody...

Do you blame me?

Dad?

Are you okay?

Oh, yeah.

I just... It's... all that regret.

And I just feel so...
so bad for her is all.

It's... Bunch of bad facts to counter.

Worst one is the lab results

prove there was Slamm'd
in Violet's drink.

And Zoey handed her that
drink. It's on camera.

But how did the cops get
Violet's cup to begin with?

I mean, did they let them in?

You thinking Fourth Amendment?

The police wrote they
knocked on the front door

a few times but nobody heard them.

Then we need a Mapp Hearing.

Mapp Hearing. Whoa.

- Mentor/mentee mind meld.
- Mmm.

How is this an unlawful search?

It says right here that a young woman,

who identified herself as... Kahlua...

Keely Walsh, Your
Honor. Nickname Kahlua.

Lovely. Well, she escorted

the officers up, so where's
your illegal search and seizure?

Downstairs, Judge, when
the cops let themselves in.

Pre-Kahlua, if you will.

And because sorority houses

are considered to be private dwellings,

that cup and its contents

constitute unlawfully seized evidence,

and it must be suppressed.

Seems open and shut. Mr. Park?

It does, Your Honor,
if it weren't for this.

Apparently, the ladies of Chi Sigma Pi

held a semester-long clothing drive,

as advertised in this flyer.

And as you can see,

they encourage members of the public

to drop off clothes.

That doesn't mean that
anyone can just barge in.

Actually, it does.

I-I know the bubble
letters are hard to read.

- The hearts here, they're actually O's.
- Mm.

But it literally says, "Come on in.

Door will be unlocked all day."

- For the purposes of donating clothes.
- Doesn't matter.

Once the residents negated
the expectation of privacy

by granting access to
the public at large,

the police had every right to enter

without a warrant or permission.

Agreed.

The evidence stays in.

It's you.

You're the bear.

Ooh, cute. Should I get one, too?

Matching mentor-mentee bear... things?

It's a declaration of war.

A war we are currently
losing because the damn A.D.A.

has got it out for me.

Okay, you two set up interviews
through the university.

There were 19 sorority girls

who were in and out of that room.

We are looking for anyone who saw

anyone touch Violet's cup.

Matty and I will wade through discovery.

On it.

Copy you.

Okay. We need to find our angle.

What are you thinking?

You first.

Matty.

Is everything okay?

Oh. Yeah.

Just... home stuff.

Like?

Do you blame me?

Do you blame me?

It has recently come to my attention

that I can be a bit of a
bull in a china shop at times.

Yeah.

That's what I love about you.

Well, it has its downsides.

Name one.

When we have more time.

Oh, Lord.

I hope these aren't
all kissy face selfies.

Oh, oh, oh, y-you're
not gonna believe this.

Sarah thinks you got
something going on with Kira.

You're doing it on purpose.

She's too easy.

You have to stop.

Fine. Done.

No, no, no, no.

- I meant stop torturing Sarah, huh?
- Oh.

However,

I do have to go.

Mm-hmm.

Counselor, may I request a continuance?

Billy. Where were you?

- Bathroom.
- For that long?

I told you not to have that third latte.

- Okay. Boundaries.
- Sorry, I need your help.

There are 19 sorority girls down there

leaving self-tanner all around the firm.

Okay.

Did you tell them no pictures?

I can't. I'm scared.

I mean, hello?

Do these faces not terrify you?

- What is that?
- What?

That. Is that lipstick?

Oh. Um, must be from my sister.

Your sister kisses your neck?

- A hug.
- Uh...

I was in transit.

Let's get started.

Mm.

Kennedy?

Kennedy O.?

Could you run us through
the night of the party?

Oh, it wasn't a party.

Just a pregame after the
big/little reveal before the mixer.

Great.

Can you define all those words please?

So, older girls, big sisters,
are assigned a little.

And you know who you're
paired with at the big reveal

because you're all
wearing matching pajamas.

I got Steph.

Kennedy is the absolute best.

I was freaking out when
I found out she's my big.

Violet was my little.

I was just telling my
mom how much I loved her.

I can't believe she's gone.

And who was Zoey's little?

Meg. Hi.

- Hi.
- Hi.

I can't believe this.

Don't worry.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait.

No selfies.

So, um, that night...

Everyone was in their jammies.

Kennedy had ours monogrammed.
"B" for "big," "L" for "little."

Who brought the Slamm'd in?

No idea. That stuff is poison.

No one drinks Slamm'd.
We know what it does.

Did you see anyone touch Zoey's drink?

Well, I didn't watch
like a creepy stalker.

- You're cute.
- Thank you.

Did you see anyone touch her drink?

No.

But my mom would die
if I dated a lawyer.

That's not lipstick-on-collar
girl, is it?

So the D.A.'s case is circumstantial,

which means we need
character witnesses for Zoey.

Right, well, it probably shouldn't be me

just because of what
happened with Steph.

Zoey gave me a strike for my bracelet

being of inadequate quality.

It was missing a single pearl.

And she publicly announced
it to humiliate her.

- It was evil.
- But it's nothing

compared to how she treated Violet.

What do you mean?

How did she treat her?

Apparently, Zoey tortured
Violet for months.

Lindsey said that she was
"almost violent, no cap,

at the Rep Your Hometown date dash."

Oh, no, you're confused. That was during

- Mister for your Sister. But it was bad.
- Mm.

And none of the 19 girls saw anyone else

besides Zoey touch Violet's cup?

Nope. And even worse?

All 19 girls think Zoey did it.

I didn't hear you get in last night.

Another doozy of a case.

Sorority girl who hasn't
been acting very sisterly.

- Oh.
- I misjudged her.

Another mistake.

Everybody makes them.

Tell me,

should I bring Alfie
to Family Day or not?

Pros? Cons?

He'd be very useful.

Create a diversion at the shift change.

Cons?

It's a lot for a kid.

Bitsy.

I texted her we're not coming.

She keeps asking me, "What's
going on up there in New York?"

Well, imagine if you told her.

Stop. Not funny.

So what are you thinking?

About Alfie? The firm?

You're supposed to say no way

and make the damn decision for me.

Matty,

in your life, you have made
thousands of great decisions.

And I trust you.

You are going to have to let this go.

How?

Ellie was going to overdose.

Maybe not that day, but
it was going to happen.

We had prepared for it for years.

So don't blame yourself.

Blame the opioids.

I'll bring him.

To Family Day?

Yes. That's great. I
can't wait to meet him.

Don't expect much.

You know, Alfie's quiet
and mostly just grunts.

The twins can talk to a rock.

I mean it. I've seen them.

Has anyone seen a
nondenominational bunny head?

Well, that's a sentence
you don't hear every day.

The costume, the bunny head is missing.

- Oh.
- Senior's gonna freak.

Good riddance.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

Thank you for checking, but
not your problem anymore.

Who does your ex want to
murder? Peter Rabbit or Thumper?

Family Day is pretty
triggering for Julian.

When he was eight,
he came to Family Day,

and Senior told him that
he was divorcing his mother.

Didn't even take the
damn bunny suit off.

- Oh.
- Yeah. Proper reaction.

Uh-oh.

What's happened?

A liquor store near campus
has a scan of Zoey's I.D.

Along with a time-stamped receipt

indicating that she bought
a can of Slamm'd with cash.

At the bare minimum,

this puts the smoking gun in your hands.

Someone must've taken my I.D.

I keep it in the top
drawer. Everyone knows that.

Zoey, when we agreed to help each other,

it was based on you being honest.

Your sorority sisters said that
you were basically torturing Violet

in the weeks leading up to her death?

It's true. Yeah.

But...

I was just so mad at her.

I-I didn't buy the Slamm'd,

I-I didn't put it in that cup, but...

I did make her life miserable.

And I will never
forgive myself for that.

Ever.

Okay.

Zoey, let's go over again
what you did that day.

Woke up at 9:30, you went to brunch.

- What else?
- Uh, I... I took a nap, I showered,

went for a run,

started the pregame at 6:00.

I didn't go to the
liquor store that day.

Okay, is there anyone who
can corroborate your nap

- or your run?
- No.

Oh, wait, I did take
some selfies in the park.

Okay, see? It even has the time.

You have to believe
me. I didn't do this.

Now, according to the
liquor store receipt,

the can of Slamm'd was
purchased at 3:47 p.m.

And her selfie was taken in front
of the Botanical Gardens at 3:28 p.m.

So could Zoey have gotten from
the park to the store in...

In 19 minutes? It would be close.

Close isn't good enough.
We need to know for sure.

You mean... run?

Not it.

Who keeps texting you? Is it that girl

- who left a lipstick stain on your collar?
- There's no girl.

You have three tells.
You just did them all.

Fine. I met someone.

I knew it! Who is it?

Or just tell me her initials,

and I'll track her down
anywhere in North America.

And that's why I put her
under a code name in my phone.

Two blocks away. Dig deep.

No, I don't believe someone
else was using Zoey Santos's I.D.

I checked it myself. I'm very careful.

But there's no surveillance
footage at the liquor store?

Our cameras aren't working, no.

Oh. That's too bad.

Entered into evidence,

this report detailing
dozens of violations

your store received in the last year

for selling to minors
using other people's I.D.s.

No further questions, Your Honor.

Mr. Park.

Your witness.

Sorry, Your Honor.

I was riveted by that report.

Now, it does appear
that the liquor store

is pretty loosey-goosey.

Mr. Cane, do you have a
unique clerk I.D. number

that you have to enter for every sale?

I do. 442.

Got it. So, here's that same list

of citations cross-referenced
with clerk I.D. numbers.

Can you tell me if any of those sales

correspond to yours, 442?

No.

So you were not the clerk on shift

for any of those illegal sales?

No. Like I said, I'm careful.

Thank you, Mr. Cane.

How'd it go? Did you find anything?

We have tested every
possible method to get

from the Botanical Gardens to
the liquor store... running,

yellow cab, Uber, Citi Bike.

It is physically impossible
to do it in 19 minutes.

Zoey is telling the truth about her I.D.

- She didn't buy that drink.
- Yeah. So who did?

Are you sure you're okay?

I can't be there the whole time

because I got to go to court.

I'm 13, not ten.

And plus, we've been over the
plan, like, a thousand times.

Shift change at 3:00,

I'll signal you when Lucius leaves,

then I'll tell the new
guard that I lost my wallet.

What if there's not enough
time for me to get the printout?

Then I'll throw a fit or run.

Come on, why are you so nervous?

This is what we do. M.W.B.S.P.

M.W.B.S.P.

Those are the girls who are
underage who could pass for Zoey.

One of them must've used her I.D.

Okay, go through all of
the photos from the party.

See if one of them was
anywhere near the cup

- that Violet drank from.
- Everyone...

- Oh!
- ... this is my grandson, Alfie.

Oh. MATTY: Alfie, this is
Billy, Sarah and Olympia.

We have heard so much about you.

It's great to finally meet.

Can I get the Wi-Fi?

Alfie.

Teenagers.

Can't live with 'em, can't
abandon 'em in the woods.

There's an open network for guests.

- Cool.
- Hey, do you want to help us...

He's so cute.

Find anything in the photos?

Nothing. And we looked
through them all twice.

Look a third time. I
have to grab my kids.

Again? I have these pictures memorized.

I mean, these sisters
are clearly focused

on the appearance of sisterhood,
not actual sisterhood.

I mean, Lindsey was basically

calling Zoey a tyrant,
and now they're hugging?

That's a live photo.

Oh, come on. I'm old, not dead.

We have to go through them all again

from the very beginning.

Uh, maybe there's something we missed.

Attention, everyone.

Attention!

No running, no yelling,

no stealing each other's
nondenominational eggs.

And if anyone finds a bunny head,

you get a great, big prize.

And the stairwells are off limits

because you can't get out
of there without a key card.

Okay?

So, calmly...

we are walking.

Begin. Oh, no. Hey.

Careful. Careful,
please. Oh, my God. Wow.

Just stop. That's not for... Oh, my God.

Stop that. Don't. That's
not for, that's not for you.

Lucius.

Oh. I-I can't believe
they let you out early.

Yeah, Robin just said
that she'll work a double,

so I can hang out with my
princess the whole time.

I... That's my cue. Sorry.

Have fun.

So no shift change?

Well, guess we're not doing it today.

I could go rogue.

Don't you dare.

Help us look, Dad.

Uh, okay.

Well, uh, well, there are
no eggs under the desk.

That's for sure.

That one's mine!

Found something.

- No way.
- That's an egg!

What's in there?

Uh, nothing.

Um, no eggs.

Maybe check under Mom's chairs.

Here's one.

Anything?

No eggs in here.

I hate today.

Wait.

- Stop.
- What?

Look at that.

Your witness, Ms. Lawrence.

Steph, you said on direct that Zoey

likes to embarrass people.

Yes. That's true.

Did she embarrass you by

giving you a strike in
front of the whole sorority

for a missing pearl in
your Chi Sigma Pi bracelet?

Yeah.

I cried. A lot.

Kennedy was the one who
helped me get through it.

The same Kennedy who ran and lost

to Zoey for chapter president last fall?

Yes.

How old are you and Kennedy?

I'm 19 and Kennedy is 20.

So neither one of you are old
enough to legally purchase alcohol.

You'd have to use somebody else's I.D.

Yes, but I didn't.

You said Kennedy made you feel
better. How did she do that?

She took me out for Froyo,
she blasted Destiny's Child

'cause I love the oldies,

and she switched bracelets with me,

so the next time we have
inspections, I'd pass.

Again, because your
bracelet was missing a pearl?

Yes.

This is a photo,

which has already been admitted,

taken that night of the party.

The photo was live,

and we noticed something
in the background.

We can see there is
clearly a missing pearl.

So, is that your hand
reaching into Zoey's drawer

to put back her I.D.?

Or Kennedy's?

Uh, I'm not sure.

No? Let me help.

So the matching pajamas that

you and Kennedy wore that
night for the big/little reveal

was monogrammed.

"L" for "little" and
what was the other letter?

"B."

For "big."

"B" for "big."

So Kennedy stole the I.D.
and bought the Slamm'd.

- Objection.
- But Zoey had no idea what Kennedy

- had done and gave the cup to Violet.
- Your Honor!

You want to tell the judge that
you're dropping the charges,

or should I?

Zoey.

Everyone knows the truth
now. You'll be okay.

Maybe I didn't spike her drink,

but I still handed her that cup.

If I'd given it to someone else,

anyone else, if I hadn't
told her to chug...

Darling, you can't live in the what ifs.

You have to keep moving forward.

How?

You are going to have to let this go.

How?

All hail the conquering heroes.

It's like Bugs Bunny
had a bender in Vegas.

Hopefully my grandson didn't do this.

Where is he at?

Mommy!

- Mommy, I got Peeps!
- I got chocolate bunnies!

I had more!

And how much sugar have you had?

I tried to limit it, uh, and I failed.

Clearly.

- Thank you.
- For what?

Well, I-I don't know.

I'm-I'm sure my dad is hopping mad.

I can't believe you stole
the bunny head for me.

You know you really didn't have to...

Oh, no, I did. It was fun.

And, you know, married or
not, we're still family.

Well, you keep this kind of stuff up,

and I'm gonna feel really
bad when I destroy you

in the partner race.

Ooh, now, see, that is
where I show no mercy.

Has anyone seen my grandson?

He's not answering any
of his texts or calls.

I mean, it's-it's been an
hour. I mean, he always answers.

It's okay. We'll find
him. I'll call security.

- Watch the twins?
- Of course.

Don't worry, Matty. We'll find him.

Okay, great.

Thank you.

Alfie?

Alfie?

Alfie?

He got himself stuck in
the off-limits stairwell.

That's why Stuart
makes the announcement.

Thank you, Robin. I'm so sorry.

Alfie, go get your bag. You're
taking the bus home right now.

It's okay.

Did you get it?

Julian's whereabouts.

Sure did, kiddo. You did great.

Shift change at 3:00.

I'll signal you when Lucius leaves.

Guess we're not doing that today.

I could go rogue.

Don't you dare.

Or you could give me a five-minute

heads-up on your way back,

then I could get stuck in the stairwell.

Please? Can anybody hear me?

Please?

Thank you so much.

I... I... I'm so sorry.

I know we weren't supposed to go in.

Yeah.

- We weren't.
- What happened?

I-I-I'm so sorry.

Awesome.

Are you okay, though?

You seem, I don't know...

Oh, no, I'm fine. I just...

I've got stuff on my mind about a case.

We nailed it.

Stuart!

Need my pillow!

Stuart?

Are you okay?

Threw my back out looking
for the damn bunny head.

Man.

Um...

Aging is a bitch.

Ain't that the truth?

- Here you go.
- Oh, thank you.

Just waiting for my edible to kick in.

Edible? As in marijuana?

Yes, Nancy Reagan. Haven't
you heard? It's legal.

And safer than half the
pharmaceuticals we rep.

Well, that's for damn sure.

Want one?

Oh! Thank you, no.

No, no, no.

I haven't been on the
devil's lettuce since 1972.

Eh, well, come on back.

- It's good for people like us.
- People like us?

What do we got in common
besides brittle bones

and memories of the moon landing?

We're both pretty damn bullheaded.

I saw how you got into this law firm.

Don't worry. It's a good quality.

Most of the time.

Sometimes... there's damage.

Pot takes away the damage?

Oh, hell no.

Just changes your perspective a little.

Lets some new thoughts in.

Hmm?

Give me a half.

Yeehaw!

Stuart! Get me another chair!

Let's ride.

Did I catch you at a bad time?

Halfway through a Cadbury bunny?

Oh, I don't need chocolate.

I'm savoring the taste of victory.

- Some of Zoey's belongings from the precinct.
- Oh.

You didn't have to do that.

I know.

Just, uh, gave mea chance

- to observe you in your lair.
- Mm.

Are you pressing
charges against Kennedy?

- Considering it.
- That makes no sense.

Kennedy was trying to hurt Zoey,

which makes Violet's death
an accident, not a crime.

Drop it.

So you can win your class action?

Yeah. And get this really bad product

off the market so that it
doesn't happen to another kid.

That's my bear, and
I'm about to slay it.

Find your own.

I already have.

First rule of hunting: be patient.

Productive session, Counselor.

- I feel we advanced our case.
- Yeah.

We definitely explored several
useful avenues of inquiry.

Counselor.

I can't believe you waited
seven whole minutes after

our calendar invite to come find me.

Look at you, relinquishing
control to the universe

and everything.

I wouldn't go that far.

So, um...

This is a status check.

What is our status?

Let me think.

What kind of status did that feel like?

I don't need any more proof to
know that I am into you, Kira.

It's hot, it's easy,

and we both agree that pets are gross,

and your brain is a national treasure.

So, no.

I'm all the way in.

Question is:

Are you?

To keep doing what we've been doing?

In.

To keep doing what we have been doing...

but only with each other.

Monogamous.

I have been thinking about this so much.

- And...
- And?

And I... I'm just not a monogamy person.

But that does not mean that
I am not serious about us.

Would you ever consider

an open relationship?

Feeling anything?

Not really.

Except I love this song

more than I've loved anything ever.

Couldn't resist.

So, uh, why did you
want a perspective shift?

Just, you know, regrets.

Woulda, coulda, shoulda.

Oh, yeah.

Those don't serve you well.

So, you don't have any?

Didn't say that.

Had a big fight with my little brother.

Said some things I wish I didn't.

He died in a car wreck the next day.

I'm sorry.

How'd you get past it?

Thought about revenge.

Then I remembered that quote:

"Before you seek
revenge, dig two graves."

So that's what I did.

Car manufacturer's in one,

tire company's in the other.

Tell me that helped.

Hell yeah. Revenge is the best.

Take away the guilt?

Most of the time.

Every once in a while,
the guilt comes back up,

knocks me off my ass...

... I got to apologize.

Apologize to... ?

To my brother. Hey, Doug!

Sorry we fought, even
though I was right.

And I wish you were here
so we could duke it out.

You got someone to apologize to?

Try it.

Go on.

I'm sorry...

Oh, screw that.

Put some guts into it.

If you got regrets,
speak it from your soul.

I'm sorry!

I'm so sorry!

Ooh.

Sounds like someone heard you.

What?

I'm teasing, Matlock.

Oh, come on!

Oh, no.

Guess the rug rat needs me.

- Oh.
- Oh, God, I got to...

have to put myself together.

Get my head straight.

Where's the fun in that?

Grammy, I can't find my wallet.

What?

It must've fallen out of my
backpack in Olympia's office.

Okay. Well, don't worry.

- I'll get it.
- No. You don't understand.

There's a library card in that wallet

and a punch card for ice cream.

And not in Queens where we fake live.

In Westchester.

I'm on it.

Hey, Matty.

Hey. Hi.

Um...

Alfie forgot his wallet.

Want some ice cream?

Why would I want ice cream?

Because you look a little stoned, Matty.

Ice cream's my go-to.

And I heard you were
hanging out with Senior

and he had his zero gravity chair out.

- Uh-huh.
- Yeah.

I just, uh...

I needed a fresh perspective.

Ah. Did you want to talk?

I'm okay.

Just moving forward.

I'm moving forward.

- Yep, that's backwards.
- Yeah.

Yeah.

Oh.

Darling, I've been trying to reach you.

Sorry. I fell asleep in the car.

This is delicious.

Oh, and you always said
sugar-free meant free of joy.

Bitsy?

Oh, get in here and hug my neck.

Oh!

You've been so damn distant lately.

Well, just this morning, I
was saying to Cindy Shapiro,

"Fudge it! She's my big sister,

and I'm gonna go to New York
and see what the heckadoody

she's up to."

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