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- Previously on "The Rainmaker"...

- John would have been a great lawyer.

- So will you.

- When do you take the bar? - Six weeks.

What's your name? - Kelly.

- Donny Ray's doctor is a recovering alcoholic.

His nurse is a homicidal maniac.

- He had Jackie Lemancyzk's address.

There's a genuine dispute as to how Donny Ray died.

- No deal.

- You were really great today.

- She has a relationship with this Baylor kid?

- Out of respect for your father,

I'm gonna do you a favor.

- I'd say you owe him a lot more than that.

- ♪ I'm here for the action ♪ - ♪ Whoo ♪

- ♪ I'm here for the whole pie, not a fraction ♪

- ♪ G, A ♪

- ♪ Yeah, the road's rough, but I'm moving with traction ♪

♪ Ain't nobody surpassing, moving fast ♪

♪ Can't nobody come at 'em or try to combat 'em ♪

♪ We get deep up in these waters ♪

♪ You better tread lightly ♪

- ♪ Hey, hey ♪

- ♪ I can't be beat, I go the hardest ♪

- ♪ Go the hardest ♪

- ♪ 'Cause it ain't nothing like me ♪

- ♪ No, it ain't nothing like ♪

- ♪ I'm always ready for the showdown ♪

- ♪ Showdown ♪ - ♪ Now I don't run and hide ♪

- ♪ Run and hide, run and hide ♪

♪ I'm showing up, and I'ma show out ♪

♪ ♪

- Hey, Pop.

- [scoffs] You look like shit. Sleeping okay?

- Well, I got one against Leo Drummond.

- How's your case? - It's a fish.

- So settle. What's the problem?

- When Leo was working me,

he made it a point to mention you.

- Me? [scoffs] Why me?

- Clearly, he thought it meant more than the money

he was offering.

Why is that?

- Listen, Bruiser, you need to settle the case,

whatever Leo is offering.

- I need to know everything you did for him.

- In 22 years, I did plenty.

- I'm not settling. - That's a mistake.

- You already ate this case for him.

What's he got on you?

No more riddles.

- Jocelyn, I'm free in a month. Don't go making trouble.

- Well, if you won't talk to me, maybe Prince will.

- You don't talk to Prince about this.

Understand?

- I don't work for you anymore, Pop--I can help you.

- Guard.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

Just remember--

everything I ever did was to protect you.

- From what?

♪ ♪

[door buzzes, clanks]

♪ ♪

[country rock music]

♪ ♪

- ♪ Ice cold, know I'm on the way ♪

♪ I can feel a change, ah, ah, ah ♪

♪ I know it'll come around ♪

♪ So I double down, ah, ah, ah... ♪

- Are you serious?

Come here. - Hi.

- Not bad, Plankmore.

- ♪ My sweet time, ice cold... ♪

- Your parents got you this? - Well, the firm did.

But, um--

- Tinley Britt bought you a house?

A first-year associate?

- I mean, it's just a rental, but, um--but I made mimosas.

Come here. I want to show you the bedroom.

- The bedroom?

- "Step into my parlor," said the spider to the fly.

♪ ♪

- Wow. - Mm-hmm.

You like it?

You can leave a toothbrush here if you want.

- I only have the one.

I'm just kidding.

- Mm. Wait, I have a surprise.

♪ ♪

- What's this? - Open it.

- Sarah-- - Just--just open it.

♪ ♪

So it should fit like a glove,

but I figure you could wear it to your first deposition.

You know, announce your presence with authority.

As they say, you know, dress for the job you want,

not for the job you have, right?

- Right.

♪ ♪

- You hate it. - No.

No. No, I love it.

I-I mean, it--it's just--

it's nice.

I can't afford clothing like this.

- Yeah, I-I know. I know, but I can.

Just let me do something nice for you.

You don't have to dress like them, Rudy.

- [scoffs] "Like them"?

- Look, this is all just temporary.

You're gonna work your way back.

- To what? To Tinley Britt? I doubt it.

- No, to a big firm doing what you were meant to do.

[soft music]

♪ ♪

- Thank you.

- Try it on.

- Now? - Yes, please.

Try it on. Fashion show. I'll grab the mimosas.

[footsteps departing]

- Hi, I'm Daniel, and I'm an alcoholic.

[all greeting]

I finally saw my daughter today.

Most of you know, it's been six long months.

I got to play with her while that goddamn woman

from the court watched us-- my own daughter.

Not too close, of course.

- [whispering] We shouldn't be here.

- [whispering] Anybody can attend these things.

- It's called Alcoholics Anonymous--

key word being "anonymous."

It's secret. - It's not like it's church.

- We are literally sitting in a church.

- That's semantics. both: Shh!

- Yeah, shh.

- He liked to say addiction was the disease of relapse.

Well, so is parenthood.

And I relapsed.

I want to be her dad again.

[applause]

- Would anyone else like to share?

- Thank you, Daniel.

- Hey.

You're new.

- Yeah.

Just feeling this thing out, you know?

- Any questions, hit me up.

- You know, I was kind of wondering,

as a doctor,

can you tell someone's high just by looking at 'em?

- It depends on the person. - Really?

So, I mean, if I were on smack right now,

you might not even know.

- I never said I was a doctor.

- Did you not? I could-- Did he not?

- Wait, no, I-I thought I heard you say that, too.

- Assholes! - Hey, hey, hey, hey!

- Hey, take it easy, okay?

- You're the lawyers for the hospital?

- No, we're-- I am a lawyer.

- Right, from Tinley Britt,

the leeches who do the hospital's dirty work?

- Hey, listen, listen, there is no reason

to get physical here, right?

We are in a church.

- I told your colleague, that icy bitch in the suit and tie,

that I haven't seen Jackie since she was fired.

- The truth is Jackie's been a little hard to reach.

- Right. - We were just hoping

you might be able to steer us her way.

A recent address maybe? - How would I know?

She wouldn't give me the time of day, let alone her address.

Why don't you ask her ex-boyfriend?

He's all she'd ever talk about.

- Of course, the ex. He's, um--[snapping fingers]

What's his-- - No, it's, uh--

You know what? I left my notepad in the car.

- Charlie Stern. - Right.

- Now get the hell out of here before I call the police.

- All right, relax. Come on.

Good luck with your daughter.

Come on.

Jackie was one of two nurses who treated our client's son.

It's important that we find her.

- What's Jackie mixed up in? Is she in trouble?

- It's just a lawsuit, Mr. Stern.

We're, uh--we might need her as a witness.

- It must be one hell of a lawsuit

because this is the second time someone's knocked on my door.

- Is that right? Who knocked first?

- Well, she didn't give a name.

She just said she was an investigator or something.

- Kind of icy, in a suit and tie?

- [chuckles] That's her.

- You know, uh, Jackie moved out of her apartment,

but she didn't leave a forwarding address.

Do you guys know where she might have moved to?

- Well, like I said to that woman,

I haven't heard from Jackie in weeks.

- You stayed in touch since you split up, right?

- Yeah, we stayed friends. Yeah.

- Friends, my ass.

She may as well have slept between us.

- Amber. - Don't "Amber" me.

Jackie's not my problem, and she is not yours either.

- Amber, I swear to God--

- Look, we really need to find Jackie,

but we don't want to cause any trouble.

- Oh, no, no, no, no. That's Jackie's job.

- Jackie, uh, she took Amber and my marriage pretty hard.

I tried to be her friend, but she's--

- Whiny and pathetic.

[slurping]

- Okay, so you guys-- you have our card.

- If you hear from her, will you pass along our info?

- Sure, yeah. - Great.

Thanks a ton.

- We done? - Yeah.

[ominous music]

♪ ♪

- Jackie, what have you gotten yourself into?

[horn honking, cars passing]

- I've done a ton of mock depos.

- "Mock depos."

Stop, my nipples are getting hard.

- I don't understand. Why--

- Because the doctor is at the heart of our case.

Because a multimillion-dollar lawsuit hinges

on what we get out of him.

So he will definitely not be

the first person you ever depose.

- Okay, when was he born? - Who?

- Donny Ray Black. When was he born?

- November 29, 1994.

- So you know he was born with a heart murmur?

- Is that relevant? - Oh, it shouldn't be.

Disappeared when he was 5.

But the other side, they will try to hammer us with it.

- Okay, great, so you know a couple things.

I'll get up to speed.

- I'm sure you're aware that Donny was a straight-A student,

starting forward

on the Jackson High basketball team

till his senior year when he broke his wrist.

His doctor prescribed Vicodin, then reupped him six times,

no questions asked.

That's probably what led to his first addiction.

Admitted to North City General the day he died

at 5'9", 160 pounds,

red blood cell count, 5.9 cells per microliter,

resting heart rate, 85 BPM, and blood pressure, 80 over palp.

But you know all this, right?

[footsteps departing]

- Now my nipples are hard.

[door opens]

[dramatic music]

- I swear, I'll pay you back.

- All these people asking questions, Jackie--

what did you do?

- I was trying to do the right thing.

- Why didn't you go to the police?

- I-I wanted to. I just--I-- - Well, you still can.

- You're the only one I trust.

♪ ♪

- I'm sorry.

If Amber finds out-- - I know. I-I'm leaving.

♪ ♪

Thanks for everything, Charlie.

♪ ♪

[door opens, closes]

♪ ♪

- You again? - Dr. Mulvaney.

- You know each other?

- He's the asshole you people sent

to spy on me at my AA meeting.

- Yeah, he's opposing counsel.

- You said you were with Tinley Britt.

- You've got to be kidding me. - We never actually said that.

- No, we didn't say that.

- I wonder if the man who bought that suit

would approve of your behavior.

♪ ♪

- It's my brother's suit. [door closes]

- Okay.

You just let Drummond into your head.

Look at me.

You cannot be thinking about anything

other than what you're here to do.

Got it?

- Got it.

- Come on.

♪ ♪

- The tox screen I ordered came back positive

for morphine. - Did you or anyone

on the nursing staff give Donny Ray morphine?

- No, the only way this patient overdosed on drugs

is if he came into the hospital

with them already in his system.

- How could you possibly know that unless you were

in his room every minute? - Common sense.

- Well, how often did you check on Donny Ray

after he was admitted? - Three times.

- And how many patients do you usually see during your shift?

- Typical night, 60 to 70.

- That's a lot of bodies to keep track of.

- That's the job.

- How's Karen Horton doing?

- Who? - Karen.

She came in with head trauma from a car accident.

You don't remember her? - Objection, relevance.

- This isn't a trial.

He still has to answer the question.

- Is that true? - Yeah.

- Um...

yes, now I do.

- Um, what did you do for her? - I ordered her an MRI.

- You recall doing that? - Yes, absolutely.

- I'm sorry.

See, I've got this wrong.

It says here all the--all the victims

were brought to Charleston General.

She was never a patient of yours.

- Dirty trick. - I agree.

Bruiser, can you please get control of this?

- I think he's doing just great.

- I can't remember every patient

who comes through those doors. - The azaleas.

- Am I deposing him, or am I deposing you?

- I remember your client, okay?

He had azaleas in his room. I'm allergic.

Every time I went in to see him, I couldn't stop sneezing.

- You know you can just stick your hand up his ass

so you can operate his mouth easier.

- That's good. That's on the record.

- Doctor, what time was Donny Ray Black

admitted to the hospital? - 6:00 p.m.

- Two of the nurses who treated Donny Ray,

ER Nurse Melvin Pritcher and ICU Nurse Jackie Lemancyzk,

no longer work for North City General.

Do you find that curious? - Objection, leading.

- Again, he has to answer.

- Critical-care nurses suffer a high burnout rate.

Ever have someone's life in your hands?

- Is that why Nurse Lemancyzk was fired?

- I wouldn't know. - No?

I have one more question, Doctor.

Do you require supervision treating your patients?

- What?

- A court requires it when you visit your own daughter, right?

- Okay! We're finished.

Nice job, Bruiser.

This circus...

[door opens]

- [exhales sharply]

- Nice job.

They have a credibility problem with that doctor.

I wouldn't be surprised if they came back with a bigger offer.

Why'd you ask what time Donny Ray was admitted?

- The azaleas.

Dot wasn't told her son was in the hospital until he was dead,

and even if she was, the fact he wasn't admitted

until 6:00 p.m.-- - The azaleas weren't his.

- So he must have had a roommate.

- And a roommate is a witness.

- The hospital will never give us his name--HIPAA violation.

- You know who's not bound by HIPAA?

Florists.

[upbeat rock music]

All right.

♪ ♪

- ♪ Make a big racket and cause a scene... ♪

[line trilling]

- Hey, how you doing today?

Uh, I was a patient at North City General

the week of August 25th,

and my roommate had this amazing arrangement of azaleas.

You don't sell azaleas?

Sorry for bugging you.

One down.

- ♪ Long, long road ♪

[distant telephone ringing]

- Mary, hi.

- Sarah, don't you look lovely.

Sorry to bother you in the middle of your work day.

- Oh, no. No, no, no, don't be silly.

- I was in the area and thought I'd surprise Rudy,

but the receptionist couldn't find his name in the system.

- Yeah, yeah, well, she's new,

um, and the system-- it's a little glitchy.

So all this money,

you'd think we'd have a better internal directory, right?

[chuckles] - Mm. So where is he?

- He's in court...

like, all afternoon. [door opens]

- Oh, that's a shame. [door closes]

- Yeah, I know, he's gonna be upset he missed you.

- Hello, Sarah.

- Brad, hi.

- Hello, I'm Brad Noonan. I work with Sarah.

- Mary Baylor. Pleased to meet you.

- Baylor? You're not related to Rudy Baylor?

- Yes, he's my son.

- He seemed like a fine young man.

We were sorry to see him go.

[serious music]

♪ ♪

- Well, I should be going.

- Very nice to meet you.

♪ ♪

- I'll--I'll tell Rudy that-- - I'll tell him.

♪ ♪

- Oh, good. Come in.

- I brought my notes from the depo.

- Sit down.

- Your, uh...

boyfriend likes to play fast and loose.

- I was just as surprised as you.

- Clearly.

- We don't talk about work.

- I guess you must find other things to discuss.

Close your eyes.

- I'm sorry?

- Close your eyes.

Okay, picture this.

You're a senior partner

handling an incredible workload,

managing a team of extremely talented lawyers.

"The National Law Journal" calls.

They want to make you Lawyer of the Year.

Naturally, there's a dinner

to which you invite all the people

you most respect and admire to join you at that table.

♪ ♪

Here's the question.

Is Rudy Baylor beside you?

♪ ♪

- Of course.

♪ ♪

- If you say so.

♪ ♪

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[footsteps approaching]

- Your mother came by the office today.

She thinks you still work at Tinley Britt.

- [sighs] Shit.

- [sighs]

- I was planning on telling her.

I wanted to get through the bar exam.

- It was awful.

- You want to talk about what happened at the deposition?

- [scoffs]

Definitely not.

We both just need to pass the bar tomorrow.

♪ ♪

I'm sorry you don't like your suit.

♪ ♪

[footsteps departing]

♪ ♪

- The first session of the bar exam

is a mix of constitutional law, civil procedure,

torts, evidence, contracts,

real property, and criminal law and procedure.

Then a one-hour break

and return for another three-hour session.

♪ ♪

You may open your laptops now.

♪ ♪

[clock ticking rapidly]

[ticking slowing]

[vehicle tires screeching]

[loud crash]

♪ ♪

[haunting piano music playing]

♪ ♪

[plays off-key]

- This is the one Dad gave you, right?

- I-I can't. It's yours.

- Now it's yours.

Go on.

[haunting piano music playing]

♪ ♪

- "A woman employed

"by a federally funded educational institution

filed a retaliation complaint under Title IX."

♪ ♪

[music stops]

[ominous music]

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

- Hey.

The, uh-- the civil-procedure question

on negligent maintenance...

- They couldn't retry because of res judicata?

Please say yes. - Yeah.

[upbeat rock music]

- How long till we got to go back in?

- ♪ See you comin' for me, I'm not... ♪

- 20 minutes.

- ♪ I'm an expert at this part ♪

♪ Not my first time at a rodeo ♪

♪ Where I've rumbled with the best ♪

♪ Come out on top ♪

♪ You're gonna wish we hadn't met ♪

- Wait.

How did you answer the fertile-octogenarian question?

- Really?

- ♪ You shouldn't mess with me ♪

♪ Because I'm dangerous ♪

- Wait, what--what do you mean

you never deliver to North City?

You're--you're called Flowers Everywhere.

[line beeps]

Yeah, I just want to clarify.

You're--you're called All Flowers,

but you don't sell azaleas.

Okay.

Well, maybe you should just be called Some Flowers.

Not--no, no, not Sunflowers.

You don't sell those either.

♪ ♪

Hey, how you doing? Quick question--

do you guys deliver to North City General?

- Can I help you? - We're looking for Bruiser.

- Really? Well, I'm sure you guys don't sell azaleas.

You do?

Great. Well, how good are your records?

- Take a seat.

♪ ♪

Hey, I think I found our florist!

- You've got visitors.

- I can see that.

- They're FBI. - I can see that, too.

♪ ♪

- Cistulli.

She's Cutler.

- Can I get you anything? Coffee, water, shot of bourbon?

- Thanks, but we've got something for you.

[liquid pours, glass clinks]

- You know who that is?

- [inhales deeply] Rosalie Sutton.

She's the reason my father's in prison.

- Your father's in prison because he arranged

for her to leave the country before she could testify.

- So I've heard.

- Did you ever meet Miss Sutton prior to her disappearance?

- The transcripts are freely available

if you want to read my testimony.

Never met her.

- Would it surprise you to hear that she's dead?

- We got a credible tip that Rosalie Sutton was murdered.

- I also have a credible tip.

Unless a U.S. Marshal serves me a subpoena, we're done here.

- [clears throat]

You need to get out of this. - I only need three things--

Kentucky bourbon, a bloody steak...

and a man who won't spend the night.

Try it, Agent Cutler.

It might loosen you up a little.

[door opens]

[dramatic music]

[door closes]

♪ ♪

[knocking on door]

- We have to talk. - Uh-oh.

This sounds serious. - It is.

- I got a fresh pot of coffee. - Sure.

- So... it's about the kid?

- Oh, no, Rudy's doing just fine.

[coffee pouring]

It's about my father. - I see.

- FBI's been sniffing around.

What'd you two get me mixed up in?

- Look, your father's in prison for witness tampering.

Now, everything you need to know came out in that case.

- Yeah, then why are they in my face?

- Look, if they had something, they'd be in my face.

- Prince...

where is Rosalie Sutton?

- You don't want to say that name out loud again.

- Where is she?

- Bruiser, I'm gonna answer this one time

and one time only.

I don't know.

Now, that's the God's honest. I have no idea.

And that's the end of this conversation.

You know I love you, Bruiser.

I always have, always will.

[indistinct chatter]

[light music]

- Hey, um, I'll-- I'll catch up with you.

Hi. - Did we just do this?

- Yeah, we just did it. - How'd it go?

- Uh, good. - Yeah?

- Yeah. - Who's your friend?

- Um, she's a--she's an associate at Tinley Britt.

Um, look, a bunch of us were gonna go out

for drinks to celebrate.

You want to go?

- Yeah, come on.

Hey, you know what? I'm, uh--

Do you mind?

I think I'm just gonna go home,

grab something to eat, and pass out.

- Are you sure? - Totally.

I'll call you, though, okay?

- Okay.

Only if you're sure.

♪ ♪

[softly] Are we okay?

♪ ♪

- Yeah, of course.

- See you tomorrow. - Bye.

- ♪ Everyone I love ♪

♪ Holds me down ♪

♪ ♪

- [sighs] Thanks.

See you guys tomorrow? - Yeah.

- ♪ Are my plans too hip? ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Did I hold you long enough? ♪

♪ Did I not seem real? ♪

♪ ♪

- Hey. - What are you doing here?

- What do you mean? I just-- - What, are you following me?

- Following you? No.

I was driving by. I-I saw you.

The bus sucks.

[distant engine revving]

- Okay. Thanks.

[door rattles] - Sorry, hold on.

It always does that. [door rattling, opens]

You laughing at my ride? - I don't even have one.

- You do now.

[car door closes]

So...

what is that place?

- It's a spa.

[radio clicks on, pop country music plays]

♪ ♪

- It's old-school radio.

♪ ♪

- I took the bar exam today.

- How'd it go? - Yeah. Good.

♪ ♪

I think, I mean... you never know, you know?

- So you're a lawyer now?

- [knocking on dashboard] Hope so.

♪ ♪

- That spa says it's open till 2:00 a.m.

- Can you drop me off here?

- I'm sorry. It's really not my business.

- It's not that. I just need to get out here.

- We're just a few blocks away. - I know.

♪ ♪

- You don't want your husband to see me driving you.

♪ ♪

[brakes squeal]

- Thanks for the ride.

- Kelly.

- Night, Rudy.

Cliff?

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[lock clicks]

♪ ♪

[zipper opens]

♪ ♪

[ominous music]

♪ ♪

- What the hell?

You want to get the hell out of my place?

- I wanted to see what you see

when you're watching my wife through your window.

- I'm not watching.

These apartments are close.

- If I ever see your face in that window again...

♪ ♪

You're a dead man.

♪ ♪

- ♪ Lord, yeah ♪

[upbeat rock music]

♪ ♪

- Oh, I miss that smell of sex and vomit.

- You have food on your face. - I do?

Oh.

This is why I buy them off the rack--

just a little tip for you.

Hey, Ross. Hey. Thanks for coming down.

Appreciate it. - No worries, man. Who are you?

- Hey, uh, we represent the family of Donny Ray Black.

You shared a room with him, right?

North City General, night he died.

- Sorry, I-I really don't know anything about that.

- Hey, whoa, wait.

Donny Ray was just a little older than you.

And his mom--she's a mess.

She needs closure.

Anything you can tell us-- it'd mean a lot to her.

- [sighs] All right.

Look, I was really out of it.

I was coming down from anesthesia after surgery.

- Yeah, what'd you, uh-- what'd you have surgery for?

- A condition called torsion. It's no biggie.

- What, you mean testicular torsion?

My second cousin had that.

He had to have one of his... balls removed.

- You know what-- - Well, hey, sorry.

Right? We're very sorry. - Yes, we are very sorry...

- Sorry. - About your ball.

- Your hospital roommate...

we just want to ask you about what you saw.

Can you show him Donny? - Yeah.

- You recognize him?

- Yeah. Yeah, except he wasn't smiling.

He was messed up. - Yeah.

Do you remember anyone else

coming into the room that night?

- Sure. Doctors and nurses came in all night long.

- Any names?

- No names, but, uh, there was a nurse

who kept waking me up to take my temp.

- This her? - Yeah, yeah.

She came in four or five times, checked on me and your guy.

- Right. - Anyone else?

- There was a douchebag doctor

who wanted the flowers that my mom sent out of the room.

- Yeah, we, uh-- we know that guy.

- This guy? - Yep. Yeah, yeah. That's him.

- Yeah. Yeah, now did you see him give your roommate

any meds?

- No, not him, a-another guy.

- Wait, what?

You saw another doctor giving him meds?

- Uh, a nurse, a male nurse.

He came in and started changing his medication.

- How did he do that?

- He injected something into his IV bag.

- You got to be very clear with us right now.

You're sure about that? It was not the flower hater?

- No, man, a nurse-- like, a bigger guy.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, that's him.

I, uh, heard him whisper to your guy...

"It's okay, I'm a nurse," which... [scoffs]

Creeped me out a little, if I'm honest.

[chuckles]

- Thank you, Ross, truly. We really appreciate it.

- Thank you.

This isn't a negligence suit anymore.

It's murder. - So your theory is--

Pritcher waltzes into Donny Ray Black's room

and injects him with morphine?

- He wasn't even supposed to be upstairs.

There's no reason for an ER nurse

to be anywhere near admitted patients.

- Boss, we got this.

Dial M for murder and Maserati--

as in the one I will be buying with our settlement dough.

- Well, you might want to dial another M for maybe,

which is our chance of actually proving this.

Did you get the security cams?

- No, the hospital wipes the footage every 72 hours.

- So we will just bring in... - Ross Cho.

- Uniball to testify.

- We're gonna need a lot more than an anesthetized teenager.

Drummond will turn him inside out on cross.

- How about a suspicious heart attack?

If we can tie Melvin to Roberta Caracas--

- Yes, Jackie Lemancyzk's neighbor, right?

If we can tie Pritcher to her death--

- That's quite a leap.

- Guys, we got to call the police

before he kills somebody else. both: No.

Not yet, not until we can firm this up.

- Deck, see if you can get the neighbor's autopsy results.

- "Autopsy"? We don't have time for that.

We're looking at homicide.

You don't think that's why Drummond is so eager

to make this case disappear?

His client is guilty of criminal conspiracy.

[dramatic music]

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- [sighs]

♪ ♪

- [singing along] ♪ And just like the pavement ♪

♪ After a hard rain ♪

♪ ♪

[car rumbling] ♪ Don't worry about nothin' ♪

♪ A new day keeps comin' ♪

♪ ♪

- Shit.

[sighs]

♪ ♪

[cell phone beeps]

♪ ♪

[brakes squealing]

♪ ♪

- I've got a flat.

Would you mind giving me a ride?

[sinister music]

- Sure.

♪ ♪

- [sighs, scoffs]

- I wasn't gonna come, but I thought...

for old time's sake, I would hear you out.

- I had a visit from the FBI. - Hmm.

- But, of course, you knew that.

- How would I know that?

- Whatever you think you're doing, it won't work.

- I'm not doing anything.

But, uh, if I were, the fact that we're both sitting here

would suggest that, in fact, it is working.

- I'm gonna bail you out, Leo.

- Really?

- For old time's sake.

I'm willing to settle this case.

- Good. I think it's a very generous offer.

- Oh, no, you misunderstand me.

I have an offer for you.

Call off the FBI,

and I'll convince my client to settle with the hospital...

for $80 million. - [scoffs]

Did you drag me out here to play games?

- Melvin Pritcher's a murderer.

He killed Donny Ray Black, and you and your client know it.

$80 million.

- That Sarah tells a good lie.

You'll want to watch out for that.

- She was just trying to protect me.

What the hell is this?

You're smoking again?

- I guess we both have secrets.

- I'm sorry.

I wanted to tell you,

but I needed to figure out my next move first.

- What happened?

- I, uh...

I got into it with a senior partner.

Mom, it was stupid, but I'm still a lawyer.

I'm just starting out at a different kind of firm.

- This firm...

they reputable?

- Yeah, they have a reputation.

- [scoffs] I see.

What kind of law?

- Do you remember that case I told you about--

lawsuit against the hospital?

That is real.

It's my case. I brought it in. I found it.

It's actually something you might be quite interested in.

It's a mother fighting for her son.

I just didn't want to let you down, Mom.

Ever since John died-- - Uh, stop right there.

You don't get to use your dead brother

to squeeze out of a jam you made yourself.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- Is Hank not in?

- He's gone.

- "Gone"?

- I kicked him out.

And that's that.

♪ ♪

[waves crashing]

♪ ♪

[knock at door]

- Prince. It's the middle of the night.

- Look, your father needs you to watch someone

for a few days. - Absolutely not.

♪ ♪

- Bruiser, say hello to Rosalie.

[baby toy jingles, baby cooing softly]

♪ ♪

- Right now...

I just need you to get real loose.

Get comfortable.

[hissing]

♪ Go on and do the two-step, then cowboy boogie ♪

♪ Grab your sweetheart and spin out with 'em ♪

♪ Do the hoedown and get into it ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Take it to the left now and dip with it ♪

♪ Go on, throw down, take a sip with it ♪

♪ And lean back, put your hips in it ♪

Let's have some fun.

♪ To the left, to the left... ♪

[sinister music]

♪ Now take your left hand and put it on your side ♪

- ♪ Put it on your side ♪

- ♪ Go on, roll your shoulders ♪

- ♪ Roll your shoulders ♪ - ♪ Do the slip and slide ♪

- ♪ Do the slip and slide ♪

- ♪ This next part is my favorite part ♪

♪ 'Cause it's time to shine ♪

♪ Go on and do the two-step, then cowboy boogie ♪

♪ Grab your sweetheart and spin out with 'em ♪

♪ Do the hoedown and get into it ♪

- ♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh ♪