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Angela. You look beautiful.

All rise.

Department 125 of the Superior Court of Los Angeles

is now in session.

Judge Sandra Song presiding.

Be seated.

Call the case of People vs. Severen Johnson.

We're here on a defense motion to set bail for the defendant.

I'll hear from the People first.

Your Honor, the evidence against Mr. Johnson

is powerful and convincing.

We have it all.

Motive... Jessica, on tape, saying Mr. Johnson beat her,

and she was planning to go to the police.

Opportunity... a secret entrance at his house allowed him

to go on and off the property without detection.

Consciousness of guilt... he tried to have evidence

destroyed as soon as he knew a search warrant was imminent.

We also have forensic evidence from the crime scene...

DNA evidence that places him there

specifically the morning of the murder.

Ms. Travis, I don't need to hear

how you plan to prove your case at trial.

This is a bail hearing.

Mr. Collier will continue the argument.

Good morning.

There's a saying, Your Honor.

If you want to know what someone will do,

take a look at what he has done.

Now, Mr. Johnson has already proven himself

to be a flight risk.

This entire courtroom... and probably most of the nation...

watched as he got caught trying to evade arrest.

Now, I know the defense will claim he only flew to Atlanta

to pick up his new lawyer,

but I have a signed affidavit from the flight attendant

describing how Mr. Johnson was researching

hotel accommodations in Dubai,

somewhere that does not have an extradition treaty

with the United States.

We ask that Mr. Johnson be held without bail.

Thank you.

I'll hear from the defense.

Your Honor, I can stand here,

throw out a lot of words refuting

each of the prosecution's flimsy arguments,

but that would just be more air pollution,

and climate change is real.

I could also produce my own affidavit

from the actual pilot of my client's plane,

who was personally prepared to file a flight plan

from Atlanta back to L.A.

I could tell you

that my client got on that flight on my own advice

to woo an extraordinary attorney to our team.

I could even show you the true measure

of his support and trust in his community.

Mr. Johnson's longtime friend, Vick Marshall...

five-time NBA champion, popular TV personality...

agreed to post his bail.

Now, Your Honor... I thought you were gonna

minimize air pollution, Counselor.

Touch�. Touch�.

I just wanted you to know I've done my homework,

because I have evidence...

evidence the prosecution should have found

were it not for their unrelenting tunnel vision,

evidence that proves the killer is, in fact...

...Julianne Johnson.

- Wolf! - Objection, Your Honor.

Order! I'll have order.

Your Honor, Julianne Johnson fought with Jessica Meyer

the night before the murder.

She benefited financially from her death,

and she lied to the police about her alibi.

If you turn your attention to the screen...

This video was taken the morning of the murder.

That is Julianne Johnson

driving down Pacific Coast Highway

away from the crime scene.

Settle right now or I will clear this court.

Your Honor, there is no evidence that Julianne

had anything to do with this murder.

It was Sevvy's DNA at the crime scene, not hers.

- That video proves nothing. - I can get you out of here,

if you let me.

Thousands of people drive up and down PCH

every day. Do it.

Your Honor.

I have examined every single report

generated by every lab connected to this case.

As of this date,

22% of the DNA swabs taken from the crime scene

have not been analyzed.

Furthermore, another 17%

gave inconclusive results.

When everything is said and done...

...we may well find Julianne Johnson's DNA

was at that crime scene.

- Is that true? - Yes, but it doesn't invalidate

the fact that Sevvy's DNA was there.

I've heard enough.

Bail is set at $5 million.

Thank you, Your Honor.

Well?

You dragged the mother of my children into this.

From now on,

you work for her.

It's happening again. All of it.

But this time, it's even worse.

Last time, bail wasn't even an option

because he killed two people...

And he's free, you know,

posing for selfies with fans

and autographing movie posters.

Who wants to get drunk?

How about a toast?

The look on Ezra's face when Sevvy demoted him to second chair.

That was almost worth it.

However, I'm going to leave the Monday-morning quarterbacking

to you two,

'cause I have a little girl at home

who needs dinner and a bedtime song.

Ceej. About this whole Julianne thing,

I know Wolf has a flair for the dramatic, but...

Yeah, we can't have any more surprises.

I will leave no turn un-stoned.

Believe me. Don't drink and drive.

Cheers.

Ezra Wolf called me a murderer

in open court, and you let him.

Wolf was just protecting me.

It worked. Got me out, right?

Of course you would defend that lowlife.

Why would I expect you to have

any sense of morality, after all you've done?

What about what you've done, huh?

That video of your little joyride down the PCH

right by Vick's house.

Now I know why you lied to the police about your alibi.

Because you didn't want me to know that you were screwing him!

That's right, Sevvy.

I was screwing Vick damn Marshall.

It's been going on for months. The kids knew it.

- Everybody but you knew it. - You think I give a damn

about who's in your bloody bed?

You always want to think you own me.

There's nobody but the great Sevvy Johnson in my life.

You know what? He can have you.

He'll find out just what I found out.

All you care about is money.

I built this family.

I am the mother of your children.

I have earned every penny

I've gotten from you. You earned?

Who do you think paid for this, huh?

But that was your little plan, wasn't it?

I'd sign over my trust, piss off to prison,

and you get everything.

Yeah.

And I get a man who's kind

and thoughtful and gentle

and, unlike you,

has never laid a single hand...

Go ahead, Sevvy. Do it. I'll tell you -

Don't push me. - Hit me.

I have spent half my life covering for you...

For me? ...rationalizing your rage.

Well, no more!

Go ahead. Take a swing.

That's what you want, isn't it? That's just what you want.

Those reporters right outside your front door...

Yeah? ...are your judge, your jury,

and your executioner.

I leave here with so much as a single hair out of place,

and it's your ass.

You listen to me.

I'm gonna let Wolf take you down for this.

You'll lose everything... the house, the money...

and your kids will see you from behind bars

for the rest of your sorry-ass life.

I'm not afraid of you anymore.

Thanks for coming. No problem.

She didn't tell you, did she?

What?

The stalker, he was in the house.

What?

He messed with the security cameras, he broke in,

and then he took all of the boxes back.

How did he even know? Exactly.

What, they all disappear right after I call the police?

No.

He was listening.

What do we do?

We find out how.

Yeah.

Yes.

Now, this space is more my speed.

Bask in the moment,

because it won't last long.

Get some sleep tonight.

We've got a lot of work to do tomorrow,

and I like to start early.

Oh!

- Nice! - You see? You see?

I'm... I'm just way better after a few drinks.

I need another drink.

Good idea. Mm.

I laugh, you know.

What?

In normal life, I laugh.

I remember.

Even though it all went to hell today,

I'm glad we were there together.

If things were different...

I can't.

I want to. But I can't.

Listen to this, you sick son of a bitch.

This is over.

I'm coming for you. Do you hear me?

I am coming for you.

Ms. Travis.

Hey, Leo.

- Have a good night. - You, too.

You should've fired him.

What?

The janitor.

If you would've fired him, I never would've figured it out,

but you're just too damn nice.

Figured what out?

Loni. She's the leak.

Alan, we... No.

Don't try to lawyer me.

You see, I kept thinking,

why would he go to such lengths

to protect the identity of the mole?

Then I remembered you brought Loni in.

You mentored her.

You gave her the biggest case of her career,

then you yanked it away.

That would've pissed me off, too.

See, I would have confronted her, but wouldn't you know,

she called in sick for the first time ever.

I had my reasons.

I know you did.

Question now is,

what do I do?

I could fire you,

maybe even have you arrested.

Or I could tell Maya.

She'd never forgive you.

But I won't, 'cause it was the right play.

Then Maya would've gone all shock and awe.

We can't take another scandal. We need the win.

I'm, uh...

glad we see eye-to-eye on this.

Oh, we do.

You murdered my sister.

Now you're gonna pay.