Original subtitles

WWW.MY-SUBS.CO

1 I'm Madeline Matlock. I'm a lawyer,

like the old TV show.

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

but it's also a lie.

Good evening, Mrs. Kingston.

Who the hell are you?

I wasn't like this before your firm

protected the pharmaceutical company

that killed my daughter.

Joey is Alfie's father.

I am offering you a chance to get sober.

Emmalyn Belvin is the redditor.

So, I need to get close to her.

There are so few people I trust.

You knew that

Wellbrexa took those documents.

And you posted on a Reddit board.

I did what I could.

I can't believe Olympia hid the document.

You ready to end this?

Right to The New York Times.

I compiled a list of Madeline and Edwin Kingston's

federal offenses.

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?

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

From now on,

I'm in charge.

Don't worry, Nadine, we scheduled an emergency hearing.

AJ, I could just kiss you.

And I'm not afraid of war.

Now, I won't, on account of that wedding ring,

but believe you me, I want to.

- What's going on? - Oh. Morning, boss.

Uh, short story shorter, AJ here

saw me lugging in my fiddle-leaf fig,

he found me a dolly, and we almost made out.

- Thanks again, AJ. - Aw, anything for you, Matty.

I told you to stay home.

Emotion is clouding your judgment.

I'm useful.

And the sooner we nail Senior,

the sooner I'm out of your life.

So, let's find the mysterious Debra Palmer

- and see what she knows. - Oh.

Oh, 'cause, suddenly, y-you're fine with focusing on Senior?

Huh? You fine with-you fine with Julian getting immunity?

Fine? No. Accepting? Yes.

Point is, you won.

Well, then what is with the plant?

It's just a little bit of insurance,

in case you planned to tell people I'm leaving the firm.

I'm putting down roots.

Unfortunately, I do not believe you or trust you.

Well, turn that beat around.

I promised, anything you say stays between you and me

and my fiddle-leaf fig.

Hey. Wait up.

I don't want to lose a fig leaf.

Well, hey there, Emmalyn.

Was this plant approved through building services?

My fiddle-leaf? I-I didn't...

I didn't know it had to be.

All vegetation over three feet.

And I can't let that slide today.

- What's going on here? - There was a security breach.

What kind of security breach?

It's all just rumors at this point.

Solidifying, though.

I'm cross-referencing six group chats,

including staff support who always have the inside track.

What happened?

A reporter called Jacobson Moore

asking questions about wrongdoing

in the Wellbrexa opioid litigation.

Matty, do you know anything about this rumor?

No. Definitely the first time I'm hearing about it.

No shade, but you're not exactly an information hub.

And what is with the plant?

Ignore the plant. Does Senior know?

Not only does he know,

he called in the executive committee.

The partners in charge are in New York?

Yup. And according to the tax law Slack channel,

Roger Chilton from the D.C. office arrived at 7:00 a.m.

Heard he's short-listed for the next attorney general.

God help us. Petroleum Barbie?

Three first years spotted her wearing sunglasses inside.

Apparently, she flew in on the corporate jet.

Oil and Gas pays for it, Barbara Greer gets to use it.

Oh, and I saw Johnny Hill myself,

and, geez, that guy? He's older than...

Well, the point is,

they dusted the old man off and shipped him over.

The only partner in charge not spotted was Eva Muñoz.

Okay, good.

In a true emergency, she'd show up.

Okay, then, looks like she's not showing.

Okay, wait, I just got an update.

Morning. Howard, still with the plaid?

All in favor of banning those ridiculous shirts?

Eva. Welcome. Been a while.

Well, time flies, Howie.

I still can't believe it's already been...

15 years and 62 days since our divorce.

Made a little widget so I could keep count.

Reminds me each day is a gift.

So,

why would a reporter call and exactly what was said?

Management wants the New York

partners to join the meeting. Guess I'll find out.

You two, meet with Nadine about her emergency hearing.

Her cousin Pierre opened up a food truck two days ago

that is a total copy of her restaurant.

So, we need to shut it down. Matty, come with me.

I have feedback about the research you did.

- Would you... - Yeah.

There's some weird tension

going on between Matty and Olympia. What should we do?

Focus on the case. Everyone's tense.

There's a potential leak at the firm.

Of course

I didn't know this was gonna happen.

Then why is a reporter calling?

Probably because I contacted the Times,

asked to meet, and then stood them up twice.

Okay, so the reporter is just shaking trees.

Agreed. So, you go into the meeting,

find out exactly what happened

and what the firm's planning to do, and then report back.

Report back? Matty, you're no longer

calling the shots. I'll tell you

what I want to tell you.

Go water your plant.

Here's what we know.

A so-called whistleblower reached out to a reporter

and said there was a document hidden

in Wellbrexa's opioid litigation.

Obviously, a complete fabrication.

Clearly. The reporter sent an inquiry to our comms team,

comms fired back with a machine gun.

So, now, we focus on finding the person responsible

for maligning the firm. Olympia.

Welcome to the big leagues.

- Oh. - You're the only one

who doesn't know Lester Logan.

Head of security. We call him the Wolf.

Nice to meet you.

Same. Eager to see

- how you handle this. - Oh.

He'll put some dynamite right in the foxhole.

Smoke that leak out. Right?

That's right.

Hiya. Been trying to reach you.

Sorry. How'd it go with Olympia?

Did she believe you were on board

- to let Julian off the hook? - She definitely did not.

Well, you knew it was going to take some convincing.

And in the meantime,

we'll figure out a way to get leverage back.

Yeah, well, um, let's talk about that later.

There was a little bus accident this morning.

The firm thinks there's a mole?

- Yeah, exactly right. - Are you coming home?

No, I need some more info first. I'll text you

if I'm taking the subway.

There you are, Matty. Is everything okay with Olympia?

Everything okay with Grammy?

Oh, fine. No problem at all.

It's my dad. He took the money. He's not going to rehab?

Oh, no, no. We haven't heard yet.

Grammy mentioned some small thing about a bus accident,

- that's all. - The firm knows there's a mole?

We don't know. Grammy's investigating.

She should just leave.

Something more interesting than my chicken?

Oh, I'm so sorry, Nadine. It's a family issue.

Hope your family's not dragging you into litigation.

Oh, my grandson's 14, so everything's litigation.

And your cousin Pierre is about to be slapped

with an injunction because his food truck

is a total clone of your restaurant.

I mean, the menus, the signage.

Identical to Nana Roux's Kitchen.

It's because Pierre wants people to think

it's the same restaurant,

so he can succeed on the back of my hard work.

Well, he clearly regrets letting you buy him out.

- Exactly, William. - Billy's fine.

No, you have a young face, William's better.

You know, I-I can't believe that Pierre is doing this.

Nana's Kitchen was about our grandma. Her legacy.

But Pierre... he only cares about dollar signs.

He doesn't care about the why.

Well, I commend you for focusing on the why, Nadine.

And when we squash Pierre in court,

what do you say we all celebrate

over some more of Nana Roux's chicken?

Now, I'm not asking for a freebie,

just for a chance to jump that dang line

outside your restaurant.

We squash Pierre, y'all can jump the line for life.

Kids, we need to win.

- I'm gonna go prep those exhibits. - Mm-hmm.

Quick question.

I heard the head of security is here.

Is it true they're confiscating any device

used inside the building?

Follow-up question:

should I delete photos or who cares?

Well, uh, honey, if they ask you about nudes, you call me.

'Cause you'd have a lawsuit.

- Were you in the partner meeting? - I was.

- And the Wolf really flew in? - Mm-hmm.

This is good for us.

Well, he'll find the source of the leak,

my dad will obliterate the person,

neutralize the threat with an NDA,

nothing's hanging over our heads.

I also was, uh,

thinking about who I passed in the hall that day.

There's an anonymous tip line that I could...

Do nothing.

You are being interviewed, so just keep it simple.

You're not the leak, you don't know who the leak is.

We'll talk later.

And where are you going?

Better if I stay home, let you handle things.

No longer an option. Head of security is here

and he is starting his interviews

with the 15 lawyers who worked on Wellbrexa

during the opioid litigation, which includes me.

So you are going to stay and help me

get through my interview, partner.

Because if I go down, you go down.

- I'll advise you from afar. - Mm-mmm.

Alfie wants me home.

Tell him why you can't leave.

He's a smart kid, he'll understand.

Not sure he will. Alfie's pretty worried

if something happens to me, he'll have to

live with his junkie father.

I needed your leverage. You weren't seeing straight.

Well, I'm seeing straight now, I assure you.

Same. But if you want to work together again, prove it.

'Cause if I get caught, the firm will lawyer up,

the crime will be buried forever and there will be no justice.

Matty's not even coming to court.

She and Olympia are definitely fighting.

- What do we do? - Mute the chain. Hey,

heads or tails for first chair?

I'm asking you a serious question.

And I'm giving you a serious answer.

Look, right now my sisters are debating

who should be my future child's godmother.

I got 145 texts in the last hour.

Which could stress me out.

Except I mute the chain. Because you know

what happens if I get involved?

You get the godmother of your choice?

No. I got three of four sisters

mad at me. I'm telling you,

whatever's going on between Matty and Olympia,

stay out of it. And if you can't,

tell me. I'll run point on this case.

Flip the damn coin.

Finally. Have you left the office?

Oh, can't. But I promise I'll keep my eye on the commute home.

- Can I talk to Alfie? - Oh, he insisted

on packing a go bag in case. So we did.

And then an email came in.

Can you handle more news right now?

Not really, but lay it on me, baby.

Joey checked into rehab.

Oh.

Yeah.

How happy is Alfie?

I'll let him tell you.

It's your Grandma.

Did you hear?

I heard. I'm thrilled, darling.

Your Honor, this discovery came as a shock.

Pierre Roux opened his food truck in clear violation

of the agreement that he and Nadine Roux signed

when she bought him out of the restaurant

they started together.

Under the terms of said buyout, Pierre cannot open

a similar restaurant. And yet

the trademark and trade dress violations

are clear. He's copying the look...

Fewer words, please.

Oh.

Basically, what I'm trying to say is that if P...

Fewer.

Pierre's food truck...

...creates...

customer confusion.

Harms Nadine's brand.

Agreed.

Evidence is pretty clear.

Your client going to deny it?

No need. Nadine acquiesced.

To you opening a copycat food truck?!

That is ridiculous, Your Honor.

If opposing counsel is going to make

such an absurd allegations,

he better use more words than that.

Only need four.

I have a witness.

If you're surprised, act surprised.

If you're offended, act offended.

Just make sure your face and your body are aligned.

And don't answer anything quickly.

Establish the pace early on,

so if you have to think, it's built in.

Okay.

- How much longer till your meeting? - Seven minutes.

Is there anything else I should know?

I'm trusting you, Matty.

Good. 'Cause we're on the same team.

Like I said.

Your face and body aren't aligned.

I'm sorry I had to go there. With Alfie's father.

Reminder to be precise with your words.

"Sorry" means if you could do it again,

you'd do something differently.

You have a blind spot. If it were any other case...

It's not any other case.

It's my case.

It's my daughter and her legacy.

I...

Hello? Whoa, slow down, Sarah.

What?

Okay, get as long a recess

as you can, I'll call you right back.

Pierre's claiming acquiescence,

so I'm just gonna push my meeting with security.

- No, keep it. - What?

If you seem nervous, you got an excuse:

your case is blowing up.

I'll help Billy and Sarah.

You've got this.

Just stick close to the truth.

And use the same tone when you say you aren't the leak

as when you say...

I have no idea who the leak is.

Yes, it is difficult to imagine

a newly-minted partner with an axe to grind.

- Exactly. - Unless that partner

reached out to the reporter

prior to finding out about the promotion.

Frankly, I thought Julian would be the one to make partner.

You bet on nepotism?

I bet on the fact that since you often go after corporations,

leadership was unhappy.

It's well documented. Things were tense at the office.

You'd gotten dressed down after a big win.

Not to mention,

you'd recently learned

Julian cheated with a coworker.

Dynamite in the foxhole?

Did I get any facts wrong?

No, the facts are correct.

And were you upset with the firm?

Upset? Yeah.

Shortsighted and vindictive?

No.

And let me be clear.

When I'm upset, I do not call the Times.

I put my head down and I work even harder,

which is likely how I earned my promotion,

so do not bet against me next time.

I won't.

When was the big argument

between your niece and nephew, Linetta?

On my husband Franklin's 75th Birthday.

April 9th.

Can you walk us through what happened?

I thought Nadine and Pierre could tolerate

being in the same room together

since it's been two years since

they split as business partners.

But no, no, no, no, no. Same old thing.

Pierre like to run his mouth.

Now, now, you know you do, honey.

And he was giving Nadine all these tips.

Now, mind you, her restaurant's a regular sensation,

so why is he giving her pointers, right?

Oh! It would drive me crazy too, honey.

What happened next?

Nadine got fed up and said,

"If you think you know so much, do it better yourself."

Objection, Your Honor. That's clearly sarcasm.

Ma'am, is there a chance your niece was being sarcastic?

I thought she'd meant it as a challenge.

- Sounds like acquiescence to me. - I agree.

And if Nadine refuses to let

- my client continue, - Matty found something.

we have detrimental reliance,

Your Honor. Because after

Uncle Franklin's birthday,

Pierre relied on her challenge

and put his plans into motion. I move to dismiss

this case on those grounds.

Your Honor, State v. May reversed a lower court

for not giving adequate time to refute a claim

of detrimental reliance. If you dismiss this case,

- we will have... - Enough words.

I'll grant you 24 hours. But in the meantime,

Pierre's food truck stays open.

I'm so sorry, again, that I wasn't there myself.

But I got a call from your cousin's lawyer.

It seems Pierre is open

to buying back into the partnership at a higher rate.

Of course he is. I'm successful now.

That's why he pulled that whole food truck scam, because

he's trying to bully me into taking him back.

Thank you, but no. You have to be able to trust a partner.

Understood.

But you also get ownership in his food truck.

We can negotiate extremely favorable terms.

This isn't about terms.

It's about her grandmother's legacy.

Exactly. I put my whole soul

into that restaurant.

I've given up so damn much,

and I did for Nana Roux. Not for money.

The answer's no.

Then we have 24 hours

to undermine his claim of detrimental reliance.

Nadine, make a list

of everything required to open a restaurant.

Because if Pierre so much as ordered a napkin

before Linetta's husband...

Franklin.

Before Franklin's birthday,

then we crush Pierre's claim

that he didn't plan a single thing

until Nadine said, "Do it better yourself."

Draw up a subpoena fast.

We need all correspondence related to the food truck.

And Matty.

Looks like Mrs. B needs something.

Maybe it has something to do with your plant.

The short answer is yes, I agree Olympia and Matty

aren't getting along.

But what I can't understand is why

you're acting so crazy about it.

How far back should Pierre's

subpoena go, do you think?

"Crazy" is a gendered word which I resent and refute.

As for the subpoena, if I were to go nuclear,

I would start when my enemy achieved success.

I just meant that you're acting out of character

because, traditionally, you enjoy conflict.

Hence, going nuclear on successful enemies.

Nuclear is loud and up front and direct.

When it's silent and cold and tense

I don't know what's going on and then I'm afraid

we're gonna end up with Gary.

Few more words, please.

At the end of high school,

things got really quiet with my parents.

But no one said anything to me,

which was weird, because we talked about everything.

Then I went away to college, and a week later...

...my parents tell me they're getting a divorce.

And when I came home that summer,

you know who moved into my childhood house?

- Gary. - Gary.

And you're scared our work family will break up

because it means so much to you?

You are so cringe

I literally just vomited in my mouth.

Just blink once if I'm right.

Okay. Nothing's breaking up.

Matty and Olympia are solid.

It's just a tense day because of the leak.

What's going on?

I got an email alert.

I have an appointment tomorrow.

With the head of security.

- Did you call a reporter? - No.

But...

I did break protocol

years and years ago.

And I'm pretty sure

it's related to this leak.

I can't even look at you.

Please do.

Emmalyn, I don't know what you did,

but I do know you are a grade-A diamond

of a human being.

And if you broke protocol,

I'm sure you had a good reason.

I can't tell you how much that means to me.

I did have a good reason.

But I went about it wrong and...

Can't have it both ways, right?

Anyway, I guess

this is me saying goodbye.

- What? - I can't lie.

Not to the head of security.

But you just said you aren't the leak.

But I have information that might help

locate the leak. And if I'm leaving,

it should be honorable.

Well, yes, but you're not leaving.

What time is your meeting?

We have a problem and we have to solve it by noon tomorrow.

Support staff are being interviewed.

Including Mrs. Belvin.

And why is that a problem?

What don't I know, Matty?

Do you want to look over our subpoena?

I'm sorry, is now not a good time?

What's the question?

Sarah?

Nothing. I think it's strong.

Great. Send it in.

Why can't Mrs. Belvin be questioned?

Because she's the one who wrote the post

that started it all.

Emmalyn Belvin is the redditor.

- Can she fake a heart attack? - She's head of facilities,

- not Meryl Streep. - Okay, then...

maybe we get her to dance around it in the interview.

Emmalyn's a terrible liar.

And she's an incredibly moral woman.

That's why she wrote the Reddit post in the first place.

She wants to walk in and confess.

Fine, read her in, then.

- Tell her everything. - It's too risky.

I've had to do some uncomfortable things

to get information from her and she'll

be angry and it will take her time to process...

Your betrayal? Oh, you don't have to explain it to me, Matty.

We have to pivot to a patsy, someone outside the firm.

And sacrifice them?

No.

Maybe we make security think it's that person

while we set up a deepfake.

Someone dead.

Before tomorrow at noon?

Well... I don't know,

but we have to figure out something.

Agreed.

Look, if Belvin is confessing tomorrow anyway...

maybe we get her to swallow the leak, too.

Since it's all related. She can

confess to writing a post in the past,

say it started bugging her again and...

Of course that's your answer.

You have another?

Yeah. Julian goes to the Times and confesses.

That wouldn't even fix this.

The Times will take months to investigate him.

Meanwhile, Belvin confesses, Senior covers all tracks

and there's no justice, Matty.

Well, then we better come up with

something else, because Belvin

cannot walk into that room tomorrow.

Judge sent a sua sponte email regarding our subpoena.

Five words.

Why is this so broad?

Your Honor, I apologize. My junior associates

are new at drafting subpoena requests.

Are you saying you didn't read it?

Of course I read it. They convinced me

that all the items requested are relevant.

Personal texts going back two years?

Pierre's Instagram DMs?

It's a blatant fishing expedition.

Agreed, Ms. Lawrence.

- You know better. - What I know

is that words are more powerful than most people realize.

And you know that too, or you wouldn't have ruled

that the four words Nadine said granted Pierre acquiescence.

So now, let's give Pierre's words that same power.

Because if he said one word

that indicates he took one action to open his food truck

even one minute before that birthday dinner, we win.

Is that it?

It.

Judge Dresden granted the subpoena.

But how could you file something so broad?

Why didn't you run it by me first?

I-I tried. But you and Matty were arguing...

We were not arguing.

No, not true.

You have been all day.

I grew up with four sisters,

so I know all the types of fighting...

yelling, gathering alliances, deadly silence.

And blood will be shed, get the children

out of the room and hide heavy objects,

so stop gaslighting Sarah.

Ma'am.

We'll start to search through the material

to see if Pierre made any moves before April 9th.

You're offering

a 50/50 split on profits and control?

Yep. For Nadine's restaurant,

my food truck, all future franchises.

Sounds like somebody's battening down the hatches

'cause they know a storm's a'coming.

What are you scared of?

Our family imploding.

There's nothing in my texts about me

starting before April 9th. But there's a lot

of our family talking mess and debating.

- Picking sides. - Debating is good for us, right?

- Sure is. - Great. Then let's bring

everybody in who thought I was being sarcastic

and let's put 'em on the stand.

Just drop a bomb on our family?

You're the one that started a war because you couldn't

handle that business was booming.

That is not why... Look,

when we broke up the business, it's true,

I thought you'd go belly-up

because you're doing everything so expensive.

Figured I'd bail you out and we'd restart the business

with the right infrastructure to grow it.

Oh, I'm so sorry I was so successful.

Not as successful as you could be.

Your restaurant can't franchise. My margins are better...

I don't care about franchises and margins.

I care about my grandmother's legacy.

So do I.

And yeah, you were her favorite,

but we had a relationship too.

Before she died, you know what Nana said to me?

- Said we should work together. - I don't believe that.

Well, your cousins Yvonne and Maurice

were in the room, ask them.

I'm trying to honor Nana's memory too.

Not with that knockoff chicken.

Okay. How's this?

I will cease operations

if anybody in this room

can taste the difference.

No way. 'Cause everybody in this room

wants me to make the deal.

Matty doesn't.

- William. - Ma'am?

Take off your tie.

Mmm, there she is.

That's Nana Roux's chicken.

Next.

Mmm.

Wow.

That is really good.

Hmm.

Well?

Let me just have another bite of this one.

Okay.

I'm sorry, I just can't tell.

See? The only person who can taste

the difference, Nadine, is you.

Sleep on it, at least.

What would you do, Matty?

It doesn't matter what Matty would do.

I'm your lawyer and I highly recommend

that you think about this overnight.

Let me lay out the options for you.

We either subpoena all your aunties, your uncles,

your cousins, take this to the mat and litigate for years.

Or we focus on what's most important

to you and start to negotiate.

And I like to litigate, know that.

But you have to consider the terms and the fallout.

You're right. Mommy and Mommy are fighting,

and if the team breaks, we could end up with Gary.

Hmm?

What's up?

This is my non-cringe way of saying that...

...even if they break, we won't break.

Because the way that you stood up for me with Olympia,

even though you are so conflict averse

that everyone walks all over you...

- Objection, Your Honor. - Settle down, William.

The point is...

...you did it.

And...

It meant a lot to you.

Ready for our drink, Skippy?

Hiya, MILK. I thought we were meeting at the bar.

Let's walk together. And for the record,

I think "Mother I'd Like to Kiss" is creepy.

It's "kill," not "kiss."

If you say so.

How'd you piss off your father... breathe?

Pretty much.

How about your ex-wife?

She blindly loyal to him?

I'm only asking because of the leak.

Time's running out. Let's talk about

how we're gonna save Belvin.

I have a second interview with the Wolf.

Got an email five minutes ago.

And Julian just told me that Eva

is asking questions about my loyalty.

I thought you said your meeting went well.

- I thought it did. - Were you being evasive?

I was direct. I was calm.

I was upset when he started getting personal,

You know, I said...

Oh, no.

And let me be clear.

When I'm upset, I do not call the Times.

I put my head down and I work even harder.

They never said it was The New York Times.

- Okay. - Oh...

No, whoa. You can fix this.

You go back in there,

you tell them that you assumed it was the Times,

- it's the paper of record. - It won't matter.

During a second interview, company policy...

they will collect everything. My phone, my computer.

Then wipe them. Right now.

That's detectible with forensics.

Then what's the move?

You know the move.

We are not using Belvin.

She's confessing anyway, and we have no way of stopping her.

And you're just too stubborn to see it.

Which is ridiculous.

Can you believe her?

Uh, do you want me to be honest or say you're right?

Both.

Okay, what? Don't say something dumb.

Well, I don't think I am. But, of course, it's subjective.

High level, what do you...

we... want?

Justice. For Ellie.

For all the families who lost people

because Julian didn't have the guts

to say no when his father called.

Understood.

But physics is still physics,

tomorrow is still tomorrow.

And you are the smartest person I know, but you

haven't found a way to bend time.

Julian going to the Times

doesn't save Belvin tomorrow.

It just means Senior gets off

and the crime is covered up.

If Olympia's busted, the crime is covered up.

This doesn't feel like justice.

Are you actually saying

that Olympia dictates how this goes?

Oh.

This is...

this is Polar White.

Of course.

- This isn't Polar White. - When Ellie

came out of rehab...

Don't do this.

You were fixated on her room.

It had to be the perfect white,

the kind of white we had in our very first house.

We were...

we were happy there.

She was happy.

We tried 17 shades.

Because it wasn't about the color.

It was how out of control you felt

with her addiction. And now

Olympia has her hands

on the wheel of our mission,

and Joey is in rehab.

Oh, I can't believe we're here again.

The chaos, the addiction,

the worrying if Joey stays sober.

Feels like we're just stepping back into the Dark Ages.

Only it's worse, because Alfie's

getting dragged back into it too.

And I just... I-I ca-I can't

find my footing anywhere or-or...

or with anything.

Then hold my hand.

The laws of physics.

Can't go backward.

I for one couldn't bear

losing our chance at justice

after all we've given up to get here.

So you're saying "Change or die,

you old fool"?

Well, I thought I said it a little more poetically,

but yes.

And for the record...

I always wanted to paint that damn room blue.

Bottom line, you got to think about what's important to you.

And if it's about Nana Roux's legacy...

well, then I wouldn't blow up your family.

And I know it means losing a little bit of control,

but I was thinking about this last night.

And if it were me, I'd be kicking and screaming.

But finally, I'd have to relent.

To protect that legacy.

What are you scared of?

What'll it take to make you feel good about the deal?

I'm afraid of becoming invisible.

Pierre's this-this big personality,

he's-he's a showman.

Everything becomes about him.

Except with Nana Roux.

She saw me.

Well, legally,

we'll make it so that you don't disappear

in the decision-making.

We'll make it so that he can't go behind your back.

And right now, you got Nana Roux's face on the napkins.

Let's put it in the contract: Nana Roux and you.

Both your faces on the damn napkins.

- Mm-hmm. - Mm-hmm.

- And-and the cups? - And the cups.

Yes.

May I come in?

Um...

You don't have to say anything.

I've come to terms with it.

In the back of my mind, I knew the bill would come due.

I'm so sorry, Emmalyn.

It's all right.

I was gonna retire next year anyway.

I just imagined a bit of glory, I guess.

The farewell party.

The speeches.

- The retirement song. - Barry Manilow?

He does a beautiful rendition

of " the Time of My Life."

Well...

Whatever you did,

you said it was for a good reason.

Can you hang on to that, at least?

You felt strongly about it

and you did something. That's admirable.

Only nothing came of what I did.

Well, maybe something will, right?

I mean, i-if this leak happened,

that means that there's somebody else out there

who is fighting your fight.

And I don't want to gossip, but, um,

Olympia mentioned The New York Times.

And the Times is very reputable.

Oh, well.

I guess Senior and the Wolf...

they'll just ferret out whoever it is and shut 'em down.

Not if say I was the leak.

Just remember,

whatever they say about me,

there's more to the story.

- Hey. - Hi.

Hit it.

♪ I've had ♪

♪ The time... ♪

Two shots of your finest whiskey, good sir.

- I picked up your things. - Thank you.

Know what my last official act was

at Jacobson Moore?

Approved your plant.

Even though it's five inches taller than regulation.

Suck it.

Oh. Emmalyn, I don't deserve you.

♪ I've been waiting for so long... ♪

How did it go?

♪ Finally found someone... ♪

Well...

it wasn't pleasant being called a vindictive liar.

But...

I did something good at the end.

I hope.

Before we knock these back,

I just want to say a few words on the eve of your retirement.

Oh, Matty.

Emmalyn Belvin,

you did your job the way you live your life.

With fierce dedication

and organizational brilliance.

And unwavering morality.

♪ You are... ♪

And I admire you more than you know.

♪ I can't get enough of ♪

♪ So I'll tell you ♪

♪ Something ♪

♪ This could be love... ♪

For the first time in 39 years...

♪ Because I've had... ♪

...I don't know what I'm gonna do tomorrow.

♪ No, I never ♪

♪ Felt this way before ♪

♪ Yes, I swear... ♪

Shame our marriages

didn't line up. Could've been fun to have

someone interesting at Thanksgiving.

Come to sniff around in person instead of

going through Julian? I'm clearly not the leak.

Never thought you were.

But a leak in the New York office means Senior is slipping.

I thought it was a good time to assess the king's court.

Who's loyal. Who can think for themselves.

Does thinking for yourself involve unseating the king?

A coup.

Scandalous.

Is that something you'd support?

Is that something you're suggesting?

Play back the tape. Never suggested it.

First...

I am sorry for what I said about Alfie's father.

I was desperate, but it doesn't matter.

I crossed a line, and it won't happen again.

And I plan to wire Mrs. Belvin

her salary for next year.

Anonymously.

Edwin dropped off our go bag of cash.

Half a million dollars.

Emmalyn is set.

Damn, how rich are you?

Rich enough not to answer that.

No more collateral damage.

You and I have to find a way to work together

despite our trust issues.

To bring down Senior.

Julian goes state's evidence, like you wanted.

Body language lines up.

I believe you mean that.

Yeah.

What are you scared of?

And what will it take to make you feel good about the deal?

I don't want you to hijack this

to make it about anything more than my daughter.

And all the families who lost the people they loved.

Their legacy.

Agreed.

And I want an apology from Julian.

To me

and Edwin...

and especially Alfie.

I want Julian to face what his decision

cost our family.

You have a deal.

Oh.

- Nice apology text from Olympia. - Hm.

See? Amazing things happen when you grow a spine, William.

Come on, I didn't want to correct Nadine,

she has enough going on.

I'm not talking about Nadine.

How many texts from your sisters in the last hour?

"Appreciate the feedback, but the baby's godmother

"is a decision Claudia and I

will make together."

Send.

Aw.

Oh. Oh, no.

Hide this. Or launch it

into the Hudson. Whichever's faster.

Let's land this plane.

Talk to me about the mysterious Debra Palmer.

What have you learned?

She's a freelance makeup artist,

lives in Hell's Kitchen, and from her Instagram,

she and Senior have very little in common.

Well, we have to gather data and plan our approach.

Wish we used Mrs. Belvin's credentials to get access

to the Wellbrexa expense reports.

Could have seen where he and Debra went.

Yeah. In Australia, 14 years ago.

Yeah.

- Wouldn't that be great? - Mm-hmm.

Well, I went in and got Emmalynn's things for her.

Well done, Matty Matlock.

sync & corrections awaqeded www.MY-SUBS.com