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I'm Madeline Matlock. I'm a lawyer, like the old TV show.

- The judge ruled in our favor. - You're incredible.

Most of what you know about me is based in truth,

- but it's also a lie. - Good evening, Mrs. Kingston.

- Grammy! - Oh, Alfie.

Who the hell are you?

I wasn't like this

before your firm protected the pharmaceutical

company that killed my daughter.

Why are you hiding a missing

Wellbrexa study about opioids

in your safety deposit box?

My dad told me

to get rid of the study before anyone saw.

I have to build a solid case

against your father, so you need

to make things right with him.

You're saying you want to come back

- to a demotion? - Please.

Edwin, she has a key to a safe.

I can't believe Olympia hid the document.

Are you ready to end this?

Right to The New York Times.

Did The New York Times write back?

Oh, yes, I can't believe I didn't tell you.

I was curling my hair.

Oh, come on. Check again.

- I checked four minutes ago. - But...

I turned on the notifications of the Signal app

so if they try to get hold of us, I'll know,

- and then you'll know. - I'm sorry.

I-I just really want to wrap this up.

The sooner we do, the sooner we can get away from here and...

And Joey. I know.

I want that, too.

I thought Alfie took it well when he learned

that his father came to meet him high.

It hasn't fully hit him yet. The tears are coming.

And we have to be prepared for when they do.

All right.

Morning, grandpeople.

Coffee, cream, stirred.

Tea, steeped four minutes. And scrambled eggs.

Sit. Sit.

And while you eat,

those are for two rehab centers.

One is closer than the other, but they both have openings,

so all we have to do is convince Joey to go.

Recovery doesn't work that way.

The person has to want to get clean.

Well, maybe he does.

But he can't afford it, so we can help.

Alfie, we have to draw boundaries here.

- Why? - Because addiction

is a heartbreaking cycle...

I can handle it.

We're happy to welcome Joey into the fold once he's sober.

But you won't help him get there?

Alfie, this is our final decision.

I hate you.

Oh, that's a first.

He'll calm down.

He's a teenager.

It's the Times.

They want to meet.

Tomorrow at 10:00 a.m.,

I'm bringing them the Wellbrexa study.

We did it, Edwin. We did it.

You're gonna have to curl that hair.

Oh, God.

I just have to act normal at work.

Can you steer clear of Olympia?

No. Unfortunately, I have a hearing.

Our client Dasha, she's... she's been in hiding

because her ex-boyfriend Alexei, he's-he's... he was in a gang

and he used her as a "honey pot."

You know what that means?

Come on, I live with one.

Oh, stop.

Edwin. Anyway,

Dasha was the bait for Alexei

to beat up this guy Rocco.

And then Alexei went to jail,

and now, a year later,

Rocco is suing Dasha

for assault. I mean, it's ridiculous.

So we're trying to get an estoppel...

I get it.

Please estoppel already.

I'm sorry.

Oh, God.

I just love the law, Edwin.

I know, but just

focus on getting through your last day

at Jacobson Moore.

My last day.

Morning, Matty.

Sorry for the loud music, I was testing

the new speaker system.

I'm in charge of retirement parties around here,

not to brag.

Well, brag away, Emmalyn. That's a big deal.

I happen to agree.

Think about all the time we spend at work,

the memories we form, the relationships we make.

It's a family, really.

Yeah.

You know Jerry Lindholm?

Oh, yeah.

Gray hair,

surprisingly tight tush.

You could bounce a dime off it.

Someone you don't want to talk to?

Not anymore.

Morning.

Somewhere you can talk?

Somewhere I can listen.

I checked and Debra Palmer

doesn't live at the address

the flower shop had on hand

- from 14 years ago. - Well, that makes sense.

People move.

Well, assuming she's still in New York State,

I narrowed the possibilities down to about

60 women within the potential age range.

Let me guess, the only time

Senior ever dated a woman over 50

was when he was 20.

Olympia?

Hang on. It's my kid's school.

No, no, no, no, no.

Ugh, now Court has Kat's stomach bug

and no one can reach Julian. Can you cover the hearing?

Of course. Talk soon.

Oh.

I always assumed you were more of

a company car guy.

Oh. Right, right, right.

'Cause of the whole partner...

Actually, do you still work

at Jacobs... Sorry, I'm not

- trying to be awkward. - Music.

- You talking to me? - Oh.

Yeah. I'm... I'm just saying hi.

Yes,

Olympia wants me to cover

- today's hearing. - Careful, your jealousy is showing.

Don't you worry, I'm not gonna be here forever.

- Oh, no. Are you dying? - Or retiring?

Neither, I'm just

being realistic.

Y'all are gonna outlast me here, and...

Olympia thinks you're both wonderful lawyers.

- Thanks, Matty. - Facts on facts.

Oh, my God, jump scare.

I wanted to drop off some doc review

for you to get started on.

Um, did you bonk your head

on the way up from hell this morning?

Since when do I work for you?

Since I found out you took a side case

without getting it cleared by the partners.

Definitely a fireable offense if I send it to HR.

Though up to the discretion of my supervising attorney.

And Olympia and I are tighter than the freaking Gilmore Girls,

so when that HR complaint lands on Olympia's desk,

it will be thrown into Olympia's trash.

But it'll go on your permanent record, regardless.

Which'll look really bad down the line

if you ever want to make partner.

So, unless you want me to lodge a complaint...

These weren't empty threats.

My client witnessed and experienced so much violence

during her relationship with Alexei Petronov,

she was scared to do anything without his permission.

Even go out for a... hot dog.

A hot dog.

Like Ben Matlock.

I see what you did there.

I still can't get over it.

Matlock in my court.

I've probably seen

- every episode three times. - Same.

And fun fact, I was already a lawyer

when the show started airing,

which seemed to tickle some people,

so I started adopting his techniques.

Mr. Taranov.

I demand to know

why you waited until the last minute to subpoena

my client. Were you

or were you not trying to lure Dasha

- out of hiding? - Bravo.

Mr. Taranov,

it's also a good question.

Your Honor, Rocco's not the one

with a history of luring people into harm's way.

My client has left gang life

and he's doing exactly what he should be doing.

He is using the courts, not the streets,

to get justice for the pain and suffering

Dasha caused when she lured him

- into a brutal attack. - Because Dasha

was under duress, Your Honor.

And there isn't a single issue in the plaintiff's case

that requires her testimony. If there were,

Mr. Taranov woulda, coulda, shoulda brought it up

in the seven-hour deposition he used

to scare the bejesus out of Dasha months ago,

instead of

rejecting our attempts at a settlement.

My client wants his

- day in court. - No, what he wants

is a judgment that garnishes Dasha's wages,

so then he knows where she lives, so he can

- track her and terrorize her. - Objection.

To what? This is a...

Who is that doc review for?

I'll tell you about it later. One of us has to pay attention.

- Your Honor. - Mr. Taranov,

I agree with Ms. Matlock.

Your subpoena does smack of harassment.

I'm quashing it.

Dasha doesn't have to appear.

Although I don't know how you plan to use

duress as a defense if your client doesn't testify

to her own state of mind.

Collateral estoppel, Judge.

During Alexei's trial,

the court already determined Dasha was under duress.

You can use the same prior ruling

to establish it here.

"Court Martial, Part 1 and 2."

Season one.

Ben Matlock overstepped

and got over his skis.

Estoppel goes too far.

And if you choose to use duress

as a defense, your client

has to testify live and in person.

Well, the judge didn't go for it,

but turns out he's a huge Matlock fan, so maybe...

I know you stole the document.

No,

I found the document in a safe in your house.

- Was it there the whole time? - Of course not.

It was in Julian's safety deposit box

- at the bank. - Oh, I knew it.

And then he showed up because a banker called him,

and he told me that his father gave the order, Matty.

- Does Julian know about me? - No.

I told him an anonymous person reached out.

I'm sorry that I lied to you.

I just needed time to think about my family,

and you would've gone directly to the Times, right?

Right.

And I understand lying for your family.

My offer still stands.

Come with me to the Times, tomorrow at 10:00.

You made an appointment?

- Matty, you can't go. - I am.

It's over.

That document you stole from me

is fake.

- What do you mean, fake? - I mean AI-generated.

A decoy study I made

in case Julian went looking around the brownstone.

Where's the real one?

I can't tell you.

It is the only leverage I have.

You only need leverage if we're on opposite sides.

And I don't want to be.

I care about justice, too,

so let's work together. If Senior...

It will take months,

if not years, to wind our way

through the maybes or the what-ifs. I have a case...

Against the father

- of my children. - Who took a study

that showed Wellbrexa

knew they were fueling an epidemic.

Because Senior ordered him to, Matty.

Are you really arguing duress?

Here?

Julian could have said no.

And if he had, think of the lives

he could have saved.

Maybe even my daughter's.

And instead, he violates every ethical, moral

and professional code of conduct.

That's why I'm going to the reporter tomorrow.

And with what evidence?

Hmm?

I'll tell them you have it.

Which makes you an accomplice after the fact.

Unless I shred it

and go to Senior, and he lawyer us up

and buries this.

Yeah, I'll still go public

and Senior

will feed you and Julian to the wolves.

Which is exactly what you're threatening.

No, no, no. I'm trying to give you a way out.

Bring me the document before 9:00.

Please, Olympia,

do the right thing.

Let's talk to Dasha.

Can you walk her around a little?

- You sure you're okay? - Yeah.

Sorry the baby is so fussy.

She didn't sleep last night at all.

Oof, those first three months are so hard.

Nothing about this is hard.

So, um,

did we beat the subpoena?

We did, but

unfortunately, the judge denied our request to use

the trial transcripts to establish duress.

Which means, to defend against Rocco's

pain and suffering lawsuit, we will need you to come back

- to New York to testify. - No, I...

- I can't, I... No. - But it will be quick.

- In and out. - It doesn't matter.

Alexei's people will follow me.

Or Rocco's. I'm gonna have to go on the run again.

Now with a baby.

Please.

Give us a minute to regroup.

We still have a little time to decide.

Okay.

- Thank you, Olympia. - Mm-hmm.

Okay, we need to flood that courtroom

with proof of the danger that comes from disobeying Alexei.

We've canvassed Little Odessa.

Everyone's afraid to come forward.

Well, then, go back again.

We get one person, maybe others follow.

Agreed. There's got to be

one person who's willing to do the right thing

even if it's hard.

Now what?

Uh-oh. Looks like

someone printed to "Trapping Tray Seven."

Rookie mistake.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to call your assistant a rookie.

I don't have an assistant anymore.

- Right. - Yeah.

You're a junior associate now.

Sorry, I...

Hey.

Is this for the remodel on 92nd and York?

Nice. I'm gonna check that one out, too.

Cool.

Good idea, printing the lease in advance.

- Might steal that. - Okay.

I'm totally kidding. May the best man win.

- Ooh. - Anyway...

hopefully they have

- good snacks there. Yeah. - I hope so.

How upset, on a scale of one to ten?

Oh, about a four.

Alfie's a sensible kid, he just needs to process.

Do you think Olympia's gonna bring the document?

Well, I hope so, because I'm going to that reporter

come hell or high water.

Enough with the dirty talk. It's time to eat.

Alfie, dinner!

Seriously, 'cause if Olympia doesn't show,

I'm just gonna have to lay out my circumstantial evidence

and convince the reporter that I'm just not some

crazy woman who calls herself Matlock.

Not worried.

You once convinced a 78-year-old man to move across the country

for some cockamamie plan that actually

- panned out. - Yes, I did.

You did.

Hey, kiddo. You finish your homework?

Do you hear something?

Why are you talking to Grandpa and you're not talking to me?

Alfie, why are you

talking to me and not Grammy?

Because she won't help my dad get sober.

That was a mutual decision.

Oh, come on. She's the one who decides things.

You know what? I'm not hungry.

Okay, I will talk to him.

You just focus on that reporter tomorrow.

And hopefully, Olympia brings the document.

- 9:00 a.m. - Yeah.

Oh, there you are.

Ms. Lawrence was looking for you.

Right on time.

I heard you'll be taking over this case, Matlock.

I explained about my laryngitis.

I mean, I wish I could talk.

Your Honor, flattered as I am by my colleague's faith in me,

perhaps we ought to continue this matter

when Ms. Lawrence is feeling better,

as I have an appointment.

Yesterday, you argued this case was life or death.

Now it's not?

Ben Matlock would

consider this a challenge.

I consider it an order.

So unless you'd like to be held

in contempt, I suggest you say,

"Ready, Your Honor."

Ready, Your Honor.

Great.

Bring in the jury.

Dasha slid into my DM's out of nowhere.

We messaged for a few weeks.

She sent some, uh,

intimate photos.

Initiated everything.

And did there come a time when you met up in person?

January 10, at a bar called The Gilded Room.

We had a few drinks and then she wanted to go

to some house party on Avenue Y.

Do you happen to know if you passed

any police stations along the way?

Two.

I used to be in a gang,

so I know where all the precincts are.

So, did Dasha stop at any of those precincts

to report that she was being forced

to lead you into a violent attack?

Objection.

Argumentative.

Withdrawn.

- Did she try to stop anywhere? - No.

She was being real flirty,

and I thought we were having a good time.

Till we got to that alley

and those six guys jumped me.

47 stitches

on my skull.

I lost my job, I couldn't pay my rent.

All because of Dasha.

And, yeah, Alexei put her up to it,

but she could have said no.

No one will testify.

They're all too scared of Alexei's gang and Rocco's gang.

That's the kind of leverage I need.

Gang leverage.

- We're back to Simone? - Obviously.

Her blackmail is not going to end

unless I find a way to get the upper hand.

Just tell me something small from when you banged.

Like did you ever see drugs at her place?

Or anything that resembles drugs?

I can work with herbal supplements.

Fine. I'll have to turn to psychological manipulation.

How did Claudia do it?

Excuse me?

You did a full 180 from "no contact"

to a nuclear family.

Because Claudia's having my baby

and I never stopped loving her

and I want our child to have the two-parent home

that I never did. It's that simple.

Just like the answer to your dilemma with Simone is simple.

Ask Olympia for help.

The owner of that pawn shop

where we dropped off a card said he's willing to meet.

Mr. Kovalenko, you believe Dasha could have said no

to leading you to Alexei, is that correct?

Correct.

And your proof is that she walked passed

police stations but didn't go in?

That's right.

But isn't it true, Mr. Kovalenko,

that you yourself didn't report your assault to the police?

'Cause the ER doctor did.

The ER doctor who you specifically asked

not to report to law enforcement?

It's right there at the bottom of the police report.

Look, I'm not proud of it.

I did some real bad things in my old life,

and I guess I just thought,

well, I thought cops weren't gonna help someone

- like me. - Mm.

Sounds like they wouldn't have been much help

to Dasha either.

- Objection. - Withdrawn.

No more questions.

Matty,

- listen... - Oh, good.

Your voice is back.

What was I supposed to do, short of running to Senior?

Look, I had to stop you.

You jeopardized my interview.

Incoming.

Now an okay time?

Of course.

Was the pawnshop owner useful?

Is it useful to know that nobody is ever

going to testify or meet with us?

Because that is what he said.

I'm going to Little Odessa.

Use your cop connections

and get me a list of all the murders

attributed to that gang,

then look up the parents of the victims.

I want the name and address of the oldest person.

That's who'll talk.

'Cause they've got the least to lose.

Go talk to Olympia.

Julian.

Hi. Julian, hey.

Don't know if you saw, but a second unit opened up

in the building. Now we don't have to compete.

- Okay, great. - I love that it's a block from the park,

I'm just a little worried about the janky fire escape

being safe for kids.

I mean, if we both end up there,

maybe we contact the super together?

Yeah, maybe. Yeah.

Did you need something?

I don't want to bother you, but I also

didn't want to hide things from you.

Simone found out that I took a case

and now she's threatening to go to HR.

You did the absolute right thing by telling me.

First thing I thought of.

I need people around me who I can trust. And...

I don't want to be your neighbor! Just back off!

I am a grown man who has been

working since you were waiting in line

for school lunch! Which is why I had

a car service and an assistant and my own damn office.

Hey,

what the hell was that?

I-I'm sorry. I don't know, okay?

I-I got triggered and I snapped.

And I know I don't get to, because I deserve everything

that's happening to me right now,

but that doesn't change the fact that I'm... I'm not sleeping

and I'm scared all the time and I have no one to talk to and

I just, I just... I snapped.

Why couldn't you say no?

When your dad called.

I... I wish I did.

I wish I did. And I would now.

And I know that you can't forgive me.

Well, I have to figure out how to.

Because we need to move forward together.

We're on the same side.

Thank you.

You get one, by the way.

Tantrum. That was it.

Now, you repair.

Meaning talk apartments with Billy?

Remember what you said when the twins covered their room

in slime and Court threw that fit?

"Guess what, buddy? Cleanup sucks."

Well, guess what, buddy? Cleanup sucks.

Yeah, well, Court took his pants off and ran down the street.

- Can I, can I do that? - Not unless

you move out of the country.

And a massive pay cut and living in the same building

as a second-year associate is way better

than a six-by-nine cell.

Is that where things are headed?

Are you sure she won't shred the study?

Or go to Senior?

No, those are both terrible options,

which Olympia knows.

I just need more leverage.

Okay, sweetheart, I'm here.

Text me if the Times reaches back out

and I'll bring you home some mackerel.

Well, there's something you don't hear every day.

Oh, no. Oh, please let me in.

Heard you have the best smoked mackerel

in Little Odessa. Darn it.

Well, if I'm too late,

I... I guess I saw another market over there.

- Arkady's. - Arkady's?

Their mackerel

tastes like whitefish.

Oh, come in.

Come on.

Oh, man, oh, man.

You weren't lying. That's delicious.

Listen, Lev,

I got to come clean.

I didn't come all this way for fish.

Though Lord knows I should have.

My law firm represents a young woman named

- Dasha Brezhneva. - I cannot help you.

And you should leave.

And I will. But first I wanted to tell you

that I lost a child, too.

12 years ago. And I'm still angry.

And when people tell me I have to keep moving forward,

I want to tell them to shut the hell up,

because I will never move forward.

I will forever live there.

And here.

I'll always be in both places.

And I want to punish the people responsible

so badly it hurts.

And you have that chance, Lev.

If you testify in court and tell everyone

how terrifying Alexei is, and how your son tried

- to stand up to him... - Trust me, I want to.

But I have

three other children, seven grandchildren,

all in this neighborhood.

It is them who will pay the price.

Well, unfortunately, I'm ethically obligated

to do what's best for my client.

What do you mean?

That I just might have to subpoena you.

Good afternoon, sir.

Could you please identify yourself to the court?

Lev Volkoff.

And... who is this person?

That's Grigor Volkoff.

My eldest son. He was killed.

And do you know if your son was acquainted with

an individual by the name of Alexei Petronov?

I do not recall.

This is the coroner's report.

It says that Grigor was stabbed repeatedly.

And witnesses said it was because

he was trying to stand up to Alexei's gang.

Is that true?

I don't recall.

Your Honor, the witness is

clearly refusing to cooperate.

Sir,

I instruct you to answer the question

or I'll be forced to hold you in contempt.

Mr. Volkoff,

isn't it true your son was killed for standing up

to Rocco's rival,

Alexei Petronov?

I... do not recall.

Is there a reason you won't answer my questions?

I promise,

this is a secure courtroom.

You don't have to be afraid to speak out.

Objection.

- Prejudicial. - Mr. Volkoff,

I order you

to answer the question right now

or you're looking at contempt.

I do not recall.

Officers, you may take the witness into custody.

And we'll take a recess.

Go bail Lev out and tell him his performance

was almost as good as his smoked mackerel.

And did you find out where Olympia is?

Annie texted that she's headed to the car service pickup.

She's going to see Senior in the Hamptons.

Must be partner stuff.

Stop! Stop!

Matty.

I thought you were on your way to Senior.

I was.

I couldn't go.

Because you are right.

I want to keep Julian out of prison

and I need justice.

Senior helps with neither.

Which means I'm out of leverage.

Where is the document?

Connecticut, in a safety deposit box.

I put it there three days ago.

So I will go first thing in the morning.

Great. I'll go with you.

You have court.

Judge Davidson

- thinks I'm sick. - How convenient.

You win, Matty.

Just tell the Times

that I wasn't involved,

and please, give me one day.

For my family.

I want that document in my hands.

Mm-hmm.

And then I'll see how I feel.

I deserve that.

It's Dasha checking in.

She's terrified to come back to New York.

Sarah said it went well with Lev?

It did. But I don't think that gets us all the way

with the jury.

Did Billy find anyone else

- willing to cooperate? - No.

Everyone's too scared.

I'll just have to find another way to message that to the jury.

Can't tell people how to feel.

True.

Tried with you.

Tried with...

With Alfie?

The point is, if we want a slam dunk,

the jury has to feel how scared Dasha is of Alexei.

Alexei needs to go

- on the stand. - What if you put Alexei

on the stand? And then you trigger him.

So the jury can feel it for themselves.

I'll take care of court

and you drive to Connecticut and bring me that Wellbrexa study.

So you're letting me go alone?

Bear claw?

I'm not here to snack.

I'm just here to make sure you get the document

and hand it over with no funny business.

Got it.

I just didn't know if you had breakfast.

But if you get hungry, there's more in the back.

Or you can have some Twizzlers.

Oh, now I know you're up to something.

I just did my research since I knew we'd be driving together.

Your former students loved you, by the way.

Those comments were glowing.

They couldn't bribe me with bear claws,

and you can't, either.

Fine.

But just think about it, Edwin.

We should be working together to bring Senior to justice.

He's the big fish.

Matty's not...

she's not thinking straight.

She saw through your lies.

Yes.

I lied.

For a day.

You know, but your wife lied to me for a year.

And you don't know me,

but I am a real person.

With a real family.

I have twins.

Their names are Kat and Court

and they're nine

and they love basketball

and scary movies

and their dad.

And the last few months,

I have been a pretty lousy mom

because your wife manipulated me

and made it so that I couldn't trust anyone.

And-and the worst part...

...is that I cared about her.

I still do.

Don't go to the Times.

Not yet.

You get a vote, too.

We need triggers. Big and small.

Anything that will help Matty get under his skin.

Well, uh,

Alexei is a very proud man.

He needs to feel like he's being taken seriously.

Thank you for being here today, "Alex-ee."

"Alex-ay."

"Alex-eye."

Okeydokey.

Now, regarding the night of January 10...

Was it the 15th?

Just wait a minute.

It's... C-Can...

He hates when people waste his time,

and he always wants to be the smartest person in the room.

Let me ask you.

Did the fact that Dasha flipped on you

make you feel a little...

well, I hate to say... dumb?

What?

Well, uh, you didn't see it coming, did you now?

Oh, and he hates being interrupted.

When did it happen?

- Dasha left... - Go ahead. The timeline.

- I'm trying to. - We're waiting on you.

- She left around 6:30 and then... - 6:30?

Wasn't it actually 7:30?

- No. I said 6:30. - Uh,

I don't mean to go all schoolmarm on you, but, uh,

details are important, so...

Oopsie.

6:30. My bad.

But if you really want to get under his skin,

the thing he cares about more than anything...

if you question his...

Honor.

That's what that tattoo means, right?

Uh-huh.

Easier said than done

in your line of work, I imagine.

No.

Really?

So, sending in a woman...

a girl, really...

to act as bait

is honorable?

Being so afraid of Rocco that you hid behind Dasha?

- I never hid behind anyone. - Objection.

So you're saying it was Dasha's idea to seduce Rocco?

- Judge. - Counselor.

Maybe 'cause, sexually, things weren't working out that great

between the two of you.

Officer,

- restrain that man! - Or I will show you

exactly what I will do to you!

- I have ways to get to you and everyone you love! - Order!

I have never forgotten a face!

Never!

That sounds

terrifying.

It was.

The jury felt it, too.

So the Times really wrote back?

They did.

This ends tomorrow.

Okay, we just need the document.

How long has Olympia been in the bank?

And what are you eating?

Five minutes and nothing.

That's a Twizzler chew, and we both know it.

Fine.

Olympia tried to get on my good side

because she wants us to delay going public.

Just like you predicted.

Yeah, well, I'm right about some things and wrong about others.

Twizzlers should be allowed back in our house?

Agreed.

I'm being serious.

No matter how many times we tell Alfie

about the pain of addiction,

he's never gonna believe us until he experiences it himself.

It's his dad.

You're saying we should help Joey?

Yes.

But I'm not the only decider.

So you think about it.

Text me when you have the document.

Will do.

I hope tomorrow you walk out of Jacobson Moore

for the last time.

The law has been a sanctuary.

A responsibility.

A pain in the ass.

And a gift.

I thank you all for being a part of the ride.

It came together beautifully.

Are you okay, Emmalyn?

Goodbyes always get me. That's all.

When it's time...

...would you plan my retirement party?

Emmalyn, it would be my honor.

And you deserve all the bells and whistles.

Bells, whistles, and a good whiskey.

Mmm.

I need to talk to Simone.

Okay.

Simone...

Would you prefer steak pops

or a corncob bar for your party?

I have a different goodbye protocol for transfers.

- Transfers? - You haven't heard?

You've been seconded to Greenburough Equity.

But I didn't even apply.

Olympia championed you.

Said you'd be perfect.

Simone gets to spend the next six months

with in-house counsel for Greenburough Equity.

In Omaha.

SARAH and SIMONE: Omaha?

Ah!

Hi.

I heard what happened with you and Julian.

- That guy sucks. - Yeah.

Well, he apologized.

And I probably came on a little strong.

Just trying to get the whole dad thing right.

Since I didn't grow up with mine, so...

finding the right place to live seems like step one.

No matter where you end up living,

you're gonna be a great dad.

No offense, Matty, but that's like my mom telling me

I'm handsome. I know you think I'm great.

I really do.

And I'm gonna miss you.

When you disappear into Newborn Baby Land.

- The jury's back. - Here we go.

We find that Dasha Brezhneva was acting under duress

and is therefore not liable for Rocco Kovalenko's injuries.

You really are incredible at this.

That's like my grandson telling me I don't look a day over 50.

Where's Edwin?

I dropped him off

a mile from the gas station.

With Twizzlers.

Here's his phone.

What are you doing?

You know, I thought about it,

and I realized

you don't have the leverage you think you have.

You come forward now,

you're just a crazy old lady with no evidence.

I can put you at the bank with Julian.

I know the exact moment you found the document.

The D.O.J. can follow your trail.

Maybe.

But you know what I did this afternoon?

Compiled a list of Madeline

and Edwin Kingston's federal offenses.

Bank fraud,

fraudulent inducement, illegal wiretapping.

So what are you going to do when you and Edwin go to jail?

Hmm? You're not gonna let sweet Alfie live

with his junkie father, are you?

You think a jury is going to convict me?

I could burn this courthouse to the ground

and they'd still be eating butterscotch out of my hand.

I'll just play the harmless old lady,

the grieving mother.

I'm untouchable.

And if you don't send me that document

by the end of the night...

...it'll be your kids who grow up without parents.

I'd like to believe you could be a good father.

That's what my grandson deserves.

Yeah.

He does.

Hey, I just got nervous before meeting him,

- you know? - There will always be

reasons to get high.

I am offering you a chance

to get sober.

Whoa.

I'm hoping you'll use that

to go to rehab.

We got you a bed.

Here's the number to call.

Or spend it however you like.

But if you want to see Alfie,

this is your chance.

Thank you for helping him.

It was both of us.

It should always be both of us.

Agreed.

Agreed.

Things have been off-balance.

But we're almost at the end of this chapter.

So let's rebalance the next one.

- Where do you want to live? - San Francisco.

Dependent on Joey and rehab, of course.

But, ultimately,

I want to go home.

- Done. - And I want you to retire.

Too bad.

Not gonna happen.

My nonnegotiable.

- So what now? - Well,

legally, you have two options.

Either walk away from the table

or accept that term and negotiate from there.

What makes you so sure I wouldn't walk away?

Oh, yeah? You're gonna leave me?

You gonna shack up with some hot number

from the pickleball court...

- Ooh. - ...and teach her how to rub

that knot out of your left shoulder?

It's too much effort. You're right.

I'll be clutching your cold, bony hand when I die.

So what do we do now?

Negotiate terms of said employment.

I'd like 50 hours a week.

- I'd like ten. - Thirty.

With six weeks' worth of exemptions

over the course of a year. Deal?

As long as you agree to take a course on the Middle Ages.

How about we learn Italian instead?

Middle Ages. That's my nonnegotiable.

You're evil and petty,

and I love you more than anything.

Mmm.

Terms go into effect

after I talk to the Times.

Deal.

And will you please tell the reporter

how Olympia left me on the side of the road

with three Twizzlers?

It's the first thing I'll say.

All right.

Oh.

Speak of the devil.

What do you want, Olympia?

There's nothing left to discuss

unless you bring me the document.

I just sent it.

Are you by a computer?

All right, I'm in my office.

Check your email.

You think a jury is going to convict me?

I could burn this courthouse to the ground and they'd

still be eating butterscotch out of my hand.

...is way better than a six-by-nine cell.

Is that where things are headed?

No.

Not if I can help it.

Stop!

I couldn't go.

Because you are right.

Which means I'm out of leverage.

- Alexei needs to go on the stand. - What if you put

Alexei on the stand?

And then you trigger him.

So what are you going to do

when you and Edwin go to jail?

You're not gonna let sweet Alfie live

with his junkie father, are you?

You think a jury is going to convict me?

I'll just play the harmless old lady,

the grieving mother.

I'm untouchable.

And if you don't send me that document

by the end of the night,

it'll be your kids who grow up without parents.

Turns out,

I didn't need leverage.

I just needed to take away yours.

From now on,

I'm in charge.

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