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Well, are you going to say something,

or should I take this as your official response?

[chuckles] I'm still trying to figure out

what parallel universe I just stumbled into.

Dad...

Look, I mean, April Fool's been over.

Opposite Day is in January. So, let me guess.

You're getting an early start on Mischief Night?

You ever heard the phrase,

"Don't look a gift horse in the mouth"?

Oh, I have.

But when my baby girl,

who's been gunning for me,

suddenly strolls in and tells me that it's over,

well, let's just say I'm for damn sure

checking for a Greek army inside that horse.

Now you're putting words in my mouth.

No one said it's over.

Well, then tell me what the hell this is all about.

You read it.

It's right there in black and white.

The lawsuit against Mike and the firm isn't going away.

You just don't have to worry about me leading the charge.

This reeks of a setup.

No tricks.

I'm out. Period.

The notice of appearance has already been filed

with the court, so you can confirm with them if you'd like.

Look, I don't give a damn what the court says, okay?

I don't know what game you're playing here, Naomi,

but I'm not falling for it.

Okay, Samantha, this time I want you

to imagine that your face is in a picture frame

and you project nothing but...

...attitude.

Okay, then, that low-key looks fire.

For real?

Yo, Dad, I didn't know you were a male model back in the day.

More like an avid binge watcher

of modeling competition shows.

SAMANTHA: Uh, Pop, what's the matter?

This isn't how I wanted to do this.

After bringing you home,

I stayed in the car to check my emails.

There was one from a reporter I know, asking questions.

Well, what'd he ask about?

About this picture of you in the locker room

wearing nothing but your chessboard briefs

and the nasty comments underneath.

♪ ♪

[chuckles softly]

♪ ♪

[soft chuckle]

[phone buzzing]

You should see the pic I got popped up on my phone

when you call.

[exhales] Mm.

Well, maybe we should update it with something even spicier.

Just say the word and I'm there.

Word.

Wait, now?

Uh, I'm kind of in the middle of something.

Well, that something's gonna have to wait.

I'm putting on a show, and you're my VIP guest.

Show, huh?

Uh, what kind of show we talking?

Let's say it'll make your wildest fantasies look tame.

But you better hurry.

And why is that?

Because I have a special outfit picked out.

Hint:

it's my birthday suit. [chuckles]

Damn, girl.

♪ ♪

Hey, you're early.

It pays to be early.

Never know what you might miss.

Wow, I like that attitude.

Word has it that one of the club's out-of-town members

booked a guest room, but his flight got delayed.

So now it's just sitting there empty?

What a waste, no?

I wonder if it might be a good private workout this afternoon.

-Mmm. -Could give us a lot of room

to stretch out.

That does sound tempting. All that privacy.

Should I snag a key?

Mm...

No. On second thought, I think I prefer the gym.

The O'Brien surgery went smoothly.

The patient's in post-op now.

Oh, you're just the Energizer bunny today, aren't you, Doc?

That's, what, your second surgery already?

Just keeping the bills paid.

Hmm. And then some.

-Come again? -I looked over your schedule

for the next few days,

and all of a sudden, you're booked solid.

One procedure after another.

And that's a problem?

Even machines need oil changes.

Do you want me to hit up scheduling

and see if there's another surgeon

who can help lighten your load?

No, thank you, Shanice. I set it up that way.

But you haven't been this busy since...

Shoot, I can't remember.

Somebody's chasing that paper, hard.

Hey, Joey.

You caught me about to hit up Georgia Brown's

for some biscuits.

Want me to grab you something?

Oh...

We're talking business now?

Yeah, boss.

Don't worry.

I got you.

There's nothing to fall for.

You are not getting out of anything,

except for our courtroom family reunion

with me at the opposing counsel's table.

Naomi, I've known you your whole life, right?

And nothing's ever that simple with you.

You're like a chess player, always three moves ahead.

This sudden change, it's not like you.

My clients got a new attorney.

Is that really so hard to believe?

Oh, and how exactly did that happen?

Well, they had trouble finding representation

when they first came to me, so I found them one

from one of the big K Street firms.

Mm-hmm.

He's probably some Ivy League hotshot

who can quote case law but couldn't litigate his way

out of a paper bag.

She's my soror.

Usually tackles much larger cases.

But when I told her about this one,

she decided she'd do it pro bono.

Hmm. And you're just stepping away, after everything?

Maybe I realized that some fights

aren't worth the collateral damage.

All right, Naomi, look...

Please don't.

You are in just as much hot water as ever before with me.

Probably more.

Now, I'd wish you luck, but I'd be lying.

Not so fast, Counselor.

We're not done here.

You don't get to come in here

and drop a bombshell like that and then ghost

without expecting to answer a few questions.

Well, I assumed you know the law

and that there would be no questions to be asked,

but if you need to be schooled...

Well, maybe you figured out the case is a loser.

And since your clients used to work for me,

I can attest that they probably misrepresented the facts.

Curious, isn't it,

that you would extend a settlement offer to plaintiffs

whose credibility you so readily dismissed as fraudulent?

It's called saving time and money.

It's called knowing I was gonna kick ass

and take names in court.

That's what you claimed you'd do,

but what you're actually doing is retreating

under the guise of strategy,

because you know that the juggernaut

that is the law offices of Bill Hamilton, Esquire,

was strategically positioned to secure

an unequivocal and decisive victory.

Wow.

[clears throat]

While I'll concede that your statement

was eloquently phrased,

it remains, at its core,

a baseless and unsupported argument.

Beneath the polished rhetoric

lies a narrative that fails to align with the facts,

and it does little to advance the merits of your position.

In truth, it's an artful construction of words,

but ultimately devoid of any value or credibility.

In other words, it's a load of crap.

Don't play me, Dad.

You know that's not my style, and I'm not afraid of you.

Okay, so maybe it goes deeper, then.

Maybe you just stopped believing in it. Hmm?

Nah.

Nah, that can't be true.

Not my daughter, the crusading feminist.

Of course I believe in the case.

That's why I took it in the first place.

But you know that's not the only reason, Naomi.

Hmm? Even if you never admit to your old man,

you know that this has always been about you

getting back at me for what you think I did to your mother.

Do you mean when you obliterated our family?

And I don't think anything. I was there.

Every sleepless night, every tear Mom shed,

I watched her light dim day by day

until she was barely recognizable.

And for what? So you could play house with my best friend?

The girl that I trusted with everything?

You not only betrayed Mom, you betrayed me.

Thanks for proving my point.

This was your shot to show everyone what a bad man I am.

So why walk away from your chance to pay me back?

Yo, can you put that down, like, now?

I'm sorry, Tyrrell, but when I saw this picture,

it broke my heart.

What do you mean, a reporter hit you up about it?

The school has a closed network. How'd he even get it?

Maybe, maybe let's take a beat and let your pops explain.

This world is small, son.

Especially in D.C.

The reporter's kid goes to your school,

and somehow it got back to him.

It's gonna be all over the news, isn't it?

Is what happened to Aunt Dani gonna happen to me?

No. We would never let that happen.

Right, Martin?

I did everything I could.

He agreed to drop it in exchange for a future scoop.

SMITTY: See?

-Crisis averted. -For now.

Tyrell, we knew that the story

about falling off your bike wasn't true.

We just wish you would have told us about it

instead of making something up.

[phone buzzes]

Yeah, this is Andre.

Wait, what do you mean the files are corrupted?

I double-checked before I left Paris.

I wasn't playing earlier.

I know your patients are blessed to have your surgical skills,

but if you need a minute...

I am good, Shanice.

I'm in my flow.

And just so we're clear,

I set my schedule based on patient need, nothing else.

If you say so.

Now that I have a quick break, I am gonna hit the gym.

Text me if something pops off.

Dr. Doug. My man.

Just the brother I was looking for.

You here about your uncle's surgery, right?

Is all that anesthesia going to your head, man?

Step right over here, sir, and I'll fill you in on how it went.

Come on, man.

What are you doing here?

Can't a brother come check on us day one?

Well, it depends.

Did Joey send you here

to drag me back to the tables?

I'm trying to do right by gambling,

and I'm not stupid.

It's okay. Um, technical glitches happen.

I'll send the backups tomorrow.

Yo, Andre. Where you bouncing off to?

Jacob. What brings you through?

You working on a case or something?

Just escorting a perp who thought

he was the next Omar Little.

Bank job gone sideways.

You still doing that nurse doc?

Yeah, word around here travels fast.

Yeah, and I heard you've been kicking it with Ashley.

You interviewed her twice already, right?

Hey, she's got good stories. That's it.

It's all for the doc, if that's what you're here to ask.

Huh. Well, look, I got a friend who's a nurse up in maternity.

She's a baddie, bro.

Come on, let's go holla at her.

Just holler at me with her info.

Hang on, hang on, hang on.

I'm offering to put you on with a certified baddie,

and you telling me you got somewhere better to be?

[phone buzzing]

As a matter of fact, I do.

See you, bro.

♪ No one makes me feel♪

♪ She's a nasty, nasty...♪

♪ ♪

Come on, Andre.

Don't leave a girl hanging.

♪ Get me some bad girl lovin'♪

♪ She put it to the double-two mark♪

♪ She's ready to question messin' the mood up♪

♪ ♪

♪ No one makes me feel the way you do♪

-♪ When you give♪ -♪ Give it to me♪

-♪ Give it to me♪ -♪ To me♪

♪ If it's all about you...♪

Opposing counsel is assuming facts not in evidence.

What? I never said I took this case to get back at you for Mom.

That was all you.

Doesn't make it any less true.

And you making that accusation again and again

doesn't make it true.

You said I shouldn't have touched it, and you were right.

Hmm. And what brought you to that conclusion?

It's a conflict of interest.

Having your daughter come at you in court,

it isn't right, and it makes everything messy.

Oh, on that, we see eye to eye.

But you still haven't explained your sudden change of heart.

One minute, you're ready to drag me before the ethics board.

The next thing I know, you come storming in here

after talking to Hayley

and telling me that I met my match.

Is that what did it?

Hmm? Your discussion with Hailey?

What did she say to turn the tide?

Not one thing.

I gave Hayley the courtesy of listening to her,

but never again will I make the mistake of believing her.

She's a liar and a cheat.

Well, you said the same thing about me.

-Probably will again. -Mm-hmm.

So, if you had the perfect setup to expose me,

then why back out of doing it in court?

I'm acting in the best interest of my clients,

and that's all I'll say in the matter.

Geez, Dad.

[chuckles]

Nah.

You see, you keep trying to make this

about lawyer business.

Mm? But I know you, Naomi.

I know you.

It's written all over your face.

This is personal.

Fine.

Maybe--

Maybe I'm just scared.

Scared? You?

Nah.

Nah. You're the baddest attorney I know, next to me.

Ain't a damn thing about this case that shakes you, Naomi.

That's not the daughter I raised.

Okay, you're not hearing me.

This isn't about the case or losing or any of that.

Okay, well, break it down for me, Counselor, all right?

'Cause right now, you're not making much sense.

Let's just forget it. I've already said my piece.

BILL: You haven't said anything.

You've been dancing around it since you walked in here,

now spit it out.

It's because I love you, all right?

Life is short, and...

I love you too much to let this ruin whatever time we have left.

Let's start from the beginning.

How did you get those bruises?

Some jock sent the picture to this girl at school.

Not just any girl. The coolest, most popular one.

They sent it from my phone to make it look

like it was from me.

Her jock boyfriend saw it and he sucker punched me.

[sighs]

It's not that big of a deal.

If it was between me and the jock,

I'd be over it already.

But the pic spread, and now I'm getting hit

with comments, memes and stares.

I'm done, but the haters keep dragging it out.

We just wish you would've told us the truth when it happened.

So you can make everything worse by going left?

No, thanks.

Have there been any other physical altercations?

Nah, it's all online drama.

It's like every day there's a new flood

of people talking about me

being a congressman's boy, or a bougie life.

I keep getting sus looks and stares in the halls.

You don't have to go through this alone.

We're here to help.

I feel you, and I appreciate it,

but that's not how I wanted to deal with this.

I know that you want to be independent,

but this is a lot to deal with on your own.

And you kept it from us because you said you could handle it.

But how can you handle something like this?

The only way you're doing it is enduring it.

Then that's what I'll do.

That's unacceptable.

It's my issue to solve.

I'm going to my office.

Pop, don't.

I know you want to flex your influence and your contacts,

but please, don't.

Yes, I'm doing a robotic- assisted approach tomorrow.

Make sure the da Vinci is ready

and check the patient's scans again.

Thank you.

So we're done here or what?

Easy, Doc. You got it all twisted.

I am here on my own.

Hmm. And since when do you do house calls

other than for your boss?

Since my day one hit my phone last night.

Sounded like he was going through it.

I was that bad, huh?

You were talking about how, you know,

you had it rough in the OR

and you couldn't juggle them cards

and that scalpel no more.

Man, I was in the middle of surgery...

...and all I could think about was the next game,

that next bet.

I had a scalpel in my hand, and it was...

shaking like I was a crackhead on a Sunday morning.

-But your patient made it, then? -Yeah, barely.

Through the skin of his teeth.

Man, I almost lost everything.

My career, my patients' trust.

Hell, even my freedom, if it would've gone south.

-Damn. -Look,

I know Joey's gonna be on your ass about me, and...

I'm sorry if that puts you in a bind.

He probably thinks me getting back to the tables

is gonna get him paid.

Well, can you blame him?

You been his golden goose for a minute now.

Not anymore. I am done with gambling.

No more online bets, no more casinos.

This goose is cooked.

[laughs]

That was funny.

But going cold turkey, that? That ain't no joke.

Yeah, but it's necessary.

I have to make this hospital thing work.

But good looking out.

As usual.

-♪ -[exhales]

Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay.

All right. You still got it, Dani girl.

Show 'em what you're working with. Okay.

All right.

[exhaling]

Mm.

Oop--

[chuckles]

[laughs]

[laughing]

Hey. Hey, Dani. Hey.

-Dani. Hey. -[laughing]

Hey. Look at me.

Look at me, look at me, look at me.

Hey, are you okay?

-[laughing] -Come on, sit down.

Come on, sit down.

Hey, can you hear me?

Yes, I hear you, Andre. [laughing]

Okay, uh, come on, let's get you up, let's get--

-Be careful, be careful. Come on. -Okay. Okay. Help.

-I got you. I got you. -Okay.

Okay. You got it? Okay, I got you, I got it.

I got it. All right, I'm gonna lift you, okay?

Okay. Here we go. I got you.

[Dani sighs]

You're very strong. [laughs]

-Watch your head, watch your head. -[giggling]: Okay.

-I got you. -DANI: Oop. We made it.

-We made it. -[Dani laughs]

All right, here we go.

-I'm gonna get you some water. -No. Andre. Andre.

Andre, the show.

Hey. Shh. It's okay.

I'm wearing the dress.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. I need you to slide over, okay?

-Okay. Okay. -Come on. Here we go.

Here we go.

-All right, you got it? -Mm-hmm.

Okay, look, don't worry about that.

-I just need you to rest. -Okay.

All right.

I'm gonna remove your boot, okay?

-DANI: Okay. -ANDRE: All right.

-That's okay? -Mm-hmm.

All right. All right, I'll be right back, okay?

DANI: Okay.

[Andre mutters]

Excuse me.

All right, let's get you some, uh...

[mutters quietly]

I got you.

Hey. Hey, I need you to wake up.

-Mm? -Take these.

There you go.

Don't you worry.

You got it?

Okay. All right. I got you.

Okay. All right, go back to sleep.

There you go.

Let's get you covered.

I got you.

All right. Just rest.

[chuckles] Got it.

[exhales]

You seemed off your game today.

Work's been hectic.

Hard to compartmentalize sometimes.

Mm. Maybe it'll lighten up after you

close a sale or two, get some buyers off your plate.

Some buyers?

Are you referring to anyone in particular?

Like Joey Armstrong?

-I'm just saying. -You keep bringing him up,

and I keep telling you to drop it.

It is my job to keep you focused on your fitness goals,

but this guy has got you distracted.

And what exactly are you implying?

That my association with Joey isn't strictly professional?

Hey, from where I am standing--

Then maybe you should change your vantage point.

Oh, uh--

Well, look who it is.

Dr. Feelgood himself.

What's wrong?

I thought you were at the hospital.

Out of broken hearts to mend?

Oh, I don't know about that.

There seems to be a never-ending supply.

Plus, if I don't squeeze in a workout here and there,

I may never catch up.

Your timing couldn't have been more perfect.

Diego's real passionate about his clients' focus,

and it so happens

-we just finished up. -Mm.

Why don't you let him run you through the wringer?

This isn't about throwing my weight around, Tyrell.

We're dealing with a serious situation.

You were physically attacked.

And what about the pile-on in the comments?

The harassment, the cyberbullying?

That's just kids being toxic. It's not even that deep.

Obviously it is, if you had to lie about it.

I never lied about the picture.

Semantics. You still kept it from us.

And that's why I didn't tell you.

You're not even listening to me.

[scoffs] I am listening to you,

but you have to understand our position as parents.

It's our job to protect you from this stuff.

By doing what? C-Calling the school?

Blowing up my spot?

-That's mad cringe, Pop. -We just want to help, Tyrell.

Maybe we can talk to the principal--

Without making it worse?

You guys are a part of the problem.

Excuse me? What do you mean?

Man, y'all brought me into this bougie world.

Having a congressman dad?

Man, I stick out like crazy.

Most kids don't roll like that.

Do you both feel that way?

It can be tough sometimes.

We thought moving you from private school

would be just one more major adjustment.

We want to make your lives better, not more difficult.

We know. And we love you for that.

Right, Tyrell?

Yeah, but they're on me to say what's real.

The kids at school always calling me the charity case.

It's like, congrats, you saved the poor orphan.

Here's your woke points.

That is not fair.

I know that's not how it is.

But every time I walk in that school,

the kids are always talking about,

there he is with the famous congressman dad.

I mean, how am I supposed to make real friends like that,

with you barging in on every little thing?

So what do you expect us to do?

Just sit back while you get bullied?

I want you to let me handle it.

This isn't some problem that you can flex

with your influence, Pop.

This is why I didn't tell you in the first place.

I'll talk to him.

-Love you both. -MARTIN: We love you, too.

[sighs heavily] Wow.

That was...

intense.

How did I miss this? Hmm?

And all this drama over you wanting to call 911

when my hand went numb?

Why couldn't you just let it go?

Why, for once, couldn't you just accept

what I said and leave it at that?

But no, you had to go full lawyer on me.

Arguing every angle, questioning every word,

breaking it all down like we were in court.

You don't just listen. You cross-examine.

You've got to state and restate your case,

push for what's relevant

and analyze everything right down to the way I breathe.

Why couldn't we just have a conversation

instead of a deposition?

Because I miss you.

I miss you and Chelsea.

Okay?

And having you walk through that door,

alone or with your clients,

all fired up and ready to do battle, I just...

I couldn't wait to see you.

There's got to be something sick about that, Dad.

Well, when you and Jacob have kids of your own,

you'll understand.

You'll see what it means

to be the center of their universe one moment...

Like when you and Chelsea were little,

you'd run at me with open arms, climbing me like a tree.

Little voices tumbling over one another,

desperate to tell me every thought in your head,

every little detail of your day.

And then overnight, it all seemed to change.

I'd be lucky to get one word out of either of you.

"Hi" and "Bye,"

that became the extent of your vocabularies.

You're missing a couple of phases, Dad.

Like that time when I was in law school

and I couldn't get enough of the knowledge you had to offer.

I loved hanging with you, and arguing with you, Dad.

Watching you do your thing in this office and in court.

-And then-- -I left your mother, Naomi.

I didn't leave you and Chelsea.

Well, when you shacked up in your bachelor pad

with my former best friend, you weren't exactly

extending dinner invitations.

Well, would you have accepted?

Hmm? Hmm?

I didn't think so.

And for a while, I had my daughter back.

Even if it was as an adversary.

I wasn't gonna let you go without a fight.

Well, how are you, really?

Yeah, fine. I told you, the hand thing was nothing.

You know, your old man's tougher than that.

Look, I want your fight, not your pity.

-It's insulting. -Hey, hold on.

Just listen, okay?

I've been furious with you.

-I still am. -Oh, yeah, I got that.

Are you gonna let me speak or what?

I'm realizing, slowly...

...that you can...

want to drag somebody, but still love them.

I'm not over what you did. I don't forgive you.

And I might never forgive you, but I just know

that this case is not the way to sort it out.

Well, look at us.

Finally on the same page about something.

So, there it is.

I, uh, passed up my shot to mop the floor

with the legendary Bill Hamilton in court.

Might never forgive myself for that one, either.

Mm-hmm. Yeah.

I know better than to go in for a hug,

so I'll just say this.

I love you, too, Counselor.

Dr. McBride, I'd love to help,

but my schedule's pretty full.

Ah, no biggie. I'll go solo.

I beg to differ. You need a spotter.

Preferably one who can catch you if your heart

decides to take an impromptu vacation.

You heard my husband.

He's doing the Lord's work, saving lives.

Surely you can spare an hour.

Maybe one of the other trainers

-can help you out-- -No.

Only the best for my Doug.

What do you say, Doc? Let's hit the gym?

Let's do it. Bet.

All right.

Yeah, boss.

Yeah, I did like you asked.

I tracked him down at the hospital.

Nah, he wasn't too happy to see me.

He got, uh, real defensive.

He insisted he was done with the gambling.

Real dramatic, too.

Yeah, you're right.

All we got to do is wait for Dougie to get that itch.

That itch will bring him back.

So, uh, word around the water cooler is

Naomi paid you a visit.

Yeah, she just left a little while ago.

Good news? Bad news?

Uh, a bit of both, probably.

But the headline is Naomi is withdrawing from the case.

Her clients have new representation.

Hot damn!

I don't care who the new lawyers are.

Those poor schmucks. [laughs]

This calls for a celebration.

Mm.

Come on, Bill.

It's changed the whole game plan.

We need to reexamine all our options.

Yes, we do.

How could Tyrell say we're part of the problem,

after all we've done?

He's upset, Martin.

Kids say things they don't mean when they're hurting.

To say we've made his life worse,

that he's some charity case?

I know it hurts.

It hurt me, too.

But we cannot take it personally.

How can we not?

He basically said

we shouldn't have adopted him.

That's not what he meant and you know it.

We sent them to public school exactly for this reason,

so they would feel normal and not set apart.

Yeah, well, maybe that backfired.

I just wanted them to have more opportunities,

make their life better.

We can't just sit here. We have to do something.

Martin...

I-I can pass laws that change the whole country,

but I can't even stop my own son

from being sucker punched and cyberbullied.

We're their parents, Smitty. It's our job to protect them.

Listen, it doesn't make sense

for you to argue with Tyrell right now.

He needs time to sort this out in his head, on his own.

You know, I died a little

when that reporter sent that picture to me.

I know. And you had to bring it up.

You'll get no argument from me there.

But your father's advice, it seems to be on target.

Sometimes, parents have to step back

and let their kids fix their own problems.

Even if they don't fix it right?

Don't you first have to fall to learn how to get back up?

[Smitty sighs]

If one of us makes the wrong move right now,

it could make things worse.

It sends the message that we don't respect Tyrell,

and it could end up hurting him.

Worse than he's being hurt now?

You did it, didn't you?

You pulled out of the case.

Yeah.

How you feel? You okay?

I'll get there.

[sighs] But you were right.

It wasn't easy.

Bill give you a hard time?

You know Dad.

He pushed for answers and he wouldn't let up.

Felt like I was the one on trial.

What did you end up telling him?

The truth.

That I love him too much to go through with this.

Despite everything.

At first, I was caught up in wondering

if I took this case for the right reasons or not.

And then I started worrying what this case

would do to any chance of a future with my dad, and...

It's just been one emotional roller coaster after another.

What can I do to make you feel better?

You know those hugs that you give?

The ones that seem to last forever

and just melt all my problems away?

Say less. Come here.

[Naomi sighs]

We're different parents, Smitty,

and that's fine.

It just means that we both bring something different

and unique to the equation.

Sometimes your way is better, but not always.

But we need to be united on this one.

Tyrell needs to know

that he has both of his parents in his corner.

And that's why I can't just sit here

-and do nothing. -But we're not.

We're supporting him, to let him become his own man.

If he needs us, we're there. If not, we don't push.

No. No, no.

I'm sorry, I'll be careful,

but I can't just sit back and watch our son suffer.

This is exactly what your father warned us against, Martin.

Uh, where are you going?

I don't know what I'd do without you, Jacob.

You truly are my rock.

Hey, look at me.

Remember, you're never alone in any of this.

I got your back. Always.

I know. I know.

Who are these chumps, anyway?

I can have the associates dig up dirt on 'em by morning.

Not necessary, Mike.

We finally got a chance to get ahead of this for once.

We shouldn't waste it, man.

Oh, we agree completely.

And I intend to get going on that this very minute.

Bill, what are you talking about?

I'm talking about you, Mike.

You're our liability. So, you're out.

Out of-- Out of the case?

Out of the firm.

The partners and I are expelling you,

effective immediately.

Thought we were pals.

Look, save the buddy routine for the golf course, all right?

This is business.

And make no mistake, while the partners agreed,

this was my call.

No, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Oh, no. Shh. It's okay.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

No, I called you here. I-I need to show you something.

-I need you just to rest, okay? -It's not okay.

-Dani, I don't care about-- -Over there. Go.

Come on. Okay.

-[laughs softly] -♪ ♪

Hold on.

All right.

[sighs softly]

[giggles]

♪ When you come around and♪

♪ And you make me feel so♪

♪ High, I'm on cloud nine♪

♪ And I can't get down from here♪

♪ When you say things so sweet♪

♪ And my heart beats vastly♪

♪ It's all choked up inside and I can't...♪

[sighs]

DANI: Okay.

Now you can hold me.

♪ I don't think you do♪

♪ Truly♪

♪ ♪

♪ In love♪

♪ In love with you.♪

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