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The judge agreed to let you out.
That's Deputy Bennett.

He's gonna escort you
between home and the courthouse.

Agent, uh, Vasquez and…

Agent Ruth.

Mr. Lennon,
he was pulled over by Officer Roundtree.

There was a flag
on his name to detain him.

We just handed him over.

-To who?
-An Agent Vasquez.

An article about the biofuel industry,

and there's concerns about fraud.

Bleeding the beast.

You quote a source
at the EPA who talked about companies

trying to game the system.

I can't reveal my source
if they wish to remain anonymous.

I could give them your info.

Thank you for meeting with me,
Dr. Schultz.

-What can I do for you?
-I work for a lawyer.

I really need your help.

I have a theory I wanna follow,
but I need to talk to the FBI.

Mr. Haller, consider us even.

I left the store,
and the next thing I know, Gary was dead.

Carter, it looks bad.

-I didn't do this.
-Tell me about this eyewitness.

I went in. There was Gary,
laying on the floor. He said, "Carter."

Carter's pretty unlucky.
The dead guy lives long enough to ID him?

Listen, I was wondering if you could just
look through something for me.

Turns out, Jeanine Ferrigno
was an aspiring thespian in high school.

-What am I looking at?
-Her yearbook.

They grew up together.

Please tell me you served Gazarian.

The point of you being there
is to keep tabs on them.

You've been served.

-How'd you get past the bodyguards?
-He wasn't worried about us.

He was worried about them.

-Cisco, what happened?
-We got a problem.

I was lying on the grass

Of Sunday morning of last week

Indulging in my self-defeat

I know it's up for me

If you steal my sunshine

Making sure I'm not in too deep

If you steal my sunshine…

Keeping versed and on my feet

If you steal my sunshine

You're blocking my sun.

Honey, we gotta go. Right now.

Who the hell are you?

Gazarian's dead. We need to leave.

Unless you wanna wait around
for your turn.

Or if you prefer,
you can talk to the cops.

Jeanine.

We gotta go.

Now.

Ms. Berg.

Are you aware that you've kept
the court waiting almost 15 minutes now?

My sincere apologies, Your Honor,

but I'm afraid
there's been an unexpected development.

What kind of development?

With the court's permission, we have
a late addition to our witness list.

Your Honor,
what possible relevant testimony

could this witness offer?

This letter explains the relevance.

My office only received it two days ago,
as you can see from the postmark.

I didn't wanna waste the court's time
until we verified it,

but I took the liberty
of having the witness transferred

to county just in case.

I realize this is unorthodox,

but I believe that the jury deserves
to hear it regardless.

Judge, this is more than unorthodox.
It's unfair.

We have had no time
to prepare for this witness.

I recognize that, Your Honor,

but we are talking
about an inmate in a state prison.

Who knows how long it will take
to get them back?

Besides, I think Mr. Haller
is quite familiar with this witness.

I don't like surprises, Ms. Berg.

Especially not ones
I'm forced to wait for.

Nevertheless, if the story holds water,
the jury is entitled to hear it.

Your Honor…

That's my ruling, Ms. McPherson.

We've wasted enough time today.
Bring in the jury.

-We were wrong.
-About what?

This is the October surprise,
not that bullshit about Sam's email.

She waited until the end of the day
to plant this in the jury's head.

We won't be able
to push back until tomorrow.

The people call Lisa Trammell
to the stand.

Ms. Trammell, can you tell us
where you currently reside?

The California Institution for Women
in Chino.

That's a prison?

Yes.

And why are you incarcerated there?

I was sentenced
to 15 years for manslaughter.

Can you tell us the details of that crime?

I killed my husband.

It was self-defense.

I was in an abusive marriage, and

I snapped.

And how do you know the defendant,
Mr. Haller? Was he your lawyer?

Not for that case, no.

-In another case, then?
-Yes.

Before that, I was accused of killing

a real estate developer
named Mitchell Bondurant,

but I was innocent, and the jury said so.

You mean you were found not guilty?

That's right.

And can you explain how the defendant
came to be your lawyer?

I'm a chef.

Or I was, anyway.

And, um…
Mickey used to eat at my restaurant.

I needed a lawyer.

I didn't have a lot of money,

but the murder was big news, so…

I guess he saw a chance
to grab the spotlight.

He said not to worry about the money.

That we'd figure something out,
and I trusted him.

Because of our relationship.

Your attorney-client relationship?

No.

Our romantic relationship.

Order.

I won't say it again.

Ms. Berg, I expect you to keep
this testimony relevant and on point.

Understood, Your Honor.

Ms. Trammell.

Are you saying you engaged

in an intimate relationship

with the defendant?

Yes.

While he was your lawyer?

Well, once he took my case,
we pretended to cool it,

but I mean…

…my life was on the line.

And, you know,
he was kind of sweet at first.

I even confided in him and told him
how abusive my ex-husband was.

Big mistake.

Your Honor,
can you please instruct Mr. Haller

to not make demonstrations for the jury?

Mr. Haller, you know better.
Keep your reactions to yourself.

My apologies, but it's hard
not to react to lies about--

Mr. Haller!

You know better than to make comments too.
You've been warned.

She's become
an even better con artist in jail.

Now, Ms. Trammell,

you said that Mr. Haller assured you

that you could work out something
regarding payment.

Did there come a time when the two of you
had a disagreement about it?

-Yes.
-Can you expand on that?

Mickey had tried to negotiate a deal

for my life rights
as a way of getting paid.

But I had a friend at the time,

a podcaster named Henry Dahl,
who took that over.

Mickey didn't like that.

So, when the trial was over
and the cameras went away,

Mickey was furious
that there wasn't any money for him.

That's why he got back at me.

What do you mean, he got back at you?

Oh, he said there'd be consequences
if I couldn't pay him.

Serious consequences,
and the next thing I know,

the police show up to my house
to arrest me for killing my husband.

You do the math.

I know what I did was wrong.

But like I said, it was self-defense.

I couldn't take the abuse anymore.

And I confided in the one person
who was sworn to keep it quiet.

So, to be clear, Ms. Trammell,

are you saying it is your belief

that Mr. Haller
broke attorney-client privilege

just because he was angry
that you couldn't pay him?

Objection. Calls for speculation.

I'm merely asking the witness's opinion,
Your Honor.

Overruled.

The witness may answer.

In my experience, the only thing
that mattered to Mickey

was money.

-Come on. That's a lie.
-You told them.

-You were the only one who knew.
-I never broke attorney-client privilege!

Order! One more outburst like that,
and I will hold you in contempt.

And, Ms. Berg,
school your witness right now.

She will speak
only when asked a question by counsel.

Of course, Your Honor.

Your Honor,
I must object to this line of testimony.

It assumes facts not in evidence.

The People put a story in front
of the jury that's pure conjecture.

And those are points you can explore
on cross-examination, Ms. McPherson.

Overruled.

I'm afraid it's too late
for that now though.

Let's come back tomorrow,

and I'll expect everyone to remember
this is a court of law.

The witness is excused.

We are adjourned.
Jurors will remember their admonition.

Cisco, where are you?

Just outside San Diego.

Mick.

I got some bad news.

Gazarian's dead.

What? How?

He took a swan dive off the hotel balcony.

I'm pretty sure it was the same guys
who gave me the tune-up.

Puta madre. Why would his own people
want him dead?

-That's what I'm trying to figure out.
-Gazarian?

It makes no sense.

Good news is I managed to convince
his girlfriend to leave with me.

Is she talking?

Not yet, but I'm working on it.

If she knows anything, I'll find out.

All right, thanks.

From bad to worse.
There goes our star witness.

Jesus, don't sneak up on me like that.

Apologies.

As soon as I'm done filling up the tank,
we'll head back to LA.

Are you high?

I can't go back to my place.
Those goons know where I live.

Why would they want you?

What do you know that scares them so much?

I have no idea. I don't know anything.

All I know
is these people don't fuck around.

Well, if you want,

I can find us a place to hide out,
and we can figure out what to do next.

Okay.

I'm gonna grab a coffee.
You want anything?

Uh, a cherry ICEE
and, uh, Flamin' Hot Doritos,

but, um, Cool Ranch, not Limón.

Those are gross.

Don't judge.

Cool Ranch. Yeah.

The money stuff is a lie, Maggie.
We can fight that.

The sex part doesn't help either.

Haller. Let's go.

All right. We'll figure something out.
Have everyone meet at the house.

-We'll come up with a game plan.
-Okay.

She's lucky you were there.
Are you sure you weren't being followed?

Don't worry.
They won't be looking for me in your car.

Are you coming back to LA?

Not yet. She's scared.

Understandably. But it should give me
a little more time to work on her.

Just watch your back, please.

I will.

The truth is,
we should all be watching our backs.

At least until we figure out what's what.

My guess is those guys
who took out Gazarian

are under orders to tie up all loose ends.

We'll be careful too.

All right. I'll call you later.

He'll be okay.

If there's one person who knows
how to take care of himself, it's Cisco.

-But still, those goons got a jump on him.
-Which is why he's even more prepared now.

L, the best thing you can do right now
is focus on the Gates case.

And before you ask,

I will be at the airport in the morning
to pick up your expert witness.

You're right. You're right.

Izzy, you and this pizza
are saving my life right now.

Well, mostly the pizza.

Okay, I know
Lisa's testimony today was bad.

More like a disaster.

But the bigger problem is that we lost
the centerpiece of our case.

We needed Gazarian on the stand.

It is hard to point the finger
at someone who is dead.

But I've been thinking
that's where Lisa might actually help us.

I mean, Gazarian was part of her case,

which means we can use her
to get his name on the record.

But now that he's dead,
where does that get us?

Our theory is that Gazarian killed Sam
because Sam was snitching to the FBI.

But without Gazarian's testimony,
there's no way to show he knew.

Wait, hold on.

We got Val
to serve that cop in Los Alamitos.

Officer… What's his name, Roundtree?

Mm-hmm.

-Can't he connect Sam to the FBI?
-It's better than nothing.

But it still doesn't get us
Gazarian's side of the story.

In the meantime, we have gotta
find a way to discredit Lisa Trammell.

She hurt us today.

Well, I might be able to help with that.

I found these in the files
and thought they might be useful.

-What's all this?
-Letters.

Lisa's been writing to you from prison.

I'm gonna warn you right now.
These are not safe for work.

Good morning, Ms. Trammell.

Did you kill Mitchell Bondurant?

Objection. We've established
that Ms. Trammell was found not guilty.

As Ms. Berg is well aware, Your Honor,

not guilty is not the same thing
as innocent.

Overruled.
Witness may answer the question.

No, I did not.

Do you know who did kill him?

I don't know for sure, but Mickey
brought up another suspect at trial.

Who was that?

Some contractor who had
shady business deals with Bondurant.

His name was Alex Gazarian.

And why was Alex Gazarian
a suspect in the murder?

Well, it turned out he had
some connections to organized crime,

and Mitchell Bondurant threatened
to turn him over to the feds, so…

I see.

So the theory was that Alex Gazarian
killed Mitchell Bondurant

because Bondurant
was talking to the FBI about him?

Objection. Relevance?

I'll move on, Your Honor.

Now, let's talk about
this supposed dispute over legal fees.

Ms. Trammell,
you said that Mr. Haller was angry

that you couldn't pay him.

But do you remember signing
your life rights over to Mr. Haller?

Yes, I do.

And were you aware that Henry Dahl,
who produced the podcast about your trial,

ended up paying Mr. Haller
a sizable sum of money

in exchange for those life rights?

Defense Exhibit C, Your Honor,
offered for impeachment.

Uh, no. I had no idea about this.

As you can see, it was more than enough
to cover Mr. Haller's fees.

It didn't stop him
from wanting to get back at me. Did it?

Yes. Well, about that…

You stated under oath

that you think it's Mr. Haller's fault
that you're in prison. Correct?

Well…

I mean, I owned what I did.

I didn't even go to trial.

I pled guilty and took full responsibility
for the death of my husband.

But you do blame Mr. Haller
for the police arresting you, do you not?

I thought I can't answer that.

You can speak for yourself.
You just can't speak for Mr. Haller.

Well, then, yeah.

I do blame him.

And did you ever threaten
to make Mr. Haller pay for what he'd done?

Look, I'm not a vindictive person.

I was hurt that Mickey
betrayed my trust, but--

Defense Exhibit D, Your Honor.

Ms. Trammell, did you send letters
from prison to Mr. Haller?

Including that one?

Objection, Your Honor.
I have never seen this letter before.

Also impeachment, Your Honor.

Overruled. You'll get a chance to redirect
if you want, Ms. Berg.

Is that your signature at the bottom?

And your inmate number?

I'm not sure.

Well, I have 15 more where that came from.

Would another letter
help refresh your memory?

Okay. Yes, I sent the letter, but…

Look, the thing is,

since I've been in prison,
I get very depressed.

I see a medic about it.

Sometimes, I go into this,
like, fugue state.

I don't remember what I did or said.

That's okay because,
luckily, you have the letter

right there in front of you,
and you can read it out loud

and remind yourself
of exactly what you said.

Could you please read the letter aloud
to the jury, Ms. Trammell?

Ms. Trammell, read the letter.

"Dear Asshole at Law…"

"I just wanted you to know
that I haven't forgotten about you."

"I will never forget about you."

"You ruined my life."

"And I promise I will make you

pay for that."

"I don't know what I ever saw in you.
You are a piece of shit."

"You call yourself a lawyer,
but you are nothing."

"I hope you found God because

you'll need him."

Nothing further, Your Honor.

Redirect.

Two questions, Your Honor.

Ms. Trammell,
do you believe that Mr. Haller was angry

because you could not pay him?

Yes.

Do you believe that he took
vindictive action against you

because of this?

Yes.

Thank you. Nothing further.

Very well. Witness is excused.

Ms. Berg, anything else?

Your Honor,

the People rest.

Even with the redirect,
the jury could see what a liar she is.

It's a wash for them at best.

I hope you're right.

Haller.

I know I am. Okay?

Hey.

-Hey.
-Oh, hey, Lorna.

So now,

we recall Detective Drucker.

He gets us to Officer Roundtree,
and that'll get us to the FBI.

I think we might actually need
the EPA expert for that. Art Schultz?

Why? Don't they both get us there
in different ways?

Roundtree can say that when he pulled
Sam over for the traffic stop

that there was a flag
in his file from the FBI.

Well, um…

So, what, um…

The thing is, we never included
the FBI flag in discovery.

Excuse me?

-I meant to tell you sooner.
-Mickey.

The FBI had just slipped me
the incident report.

I wasn't sure what Iceberg knew about it.

We got what we needed
in Los Alamitos without any paper trails,

so we decided to sit on it.

-You mean you decided to sit on it.
-It was such a wild card.

It felt like a liability,
and it just got so late…

Okay, stop. Both of you.

I give you an F in ethics,

but I'm too pissed off
at Dana Berg to worry about it.

Spoken like a true defense attorney.

You still need to get
the FBI flag in, right?

How do we convince the judge to admit it
if we never turned it over?

We won't have to.
Detective Drucker can do it for us.

See? Now you're thinking
like a defense attorney too.

-Your conversion is complete.
-Shut it, Haller.

What about you? How's your murder case?

Not so great, but I have
a little surprise cooked up for today too.

Can you state your full name
for the record, Doctor?

Certainly. Myriam Arslanian.

Can you please walk the court
through your area

of professional expertise
and your credentials?

I'm a forensic scientist

with over 20 years of experience
in ballistics testing.

I have a bachelor's degree
from Harvard in engineering,

as well as a master's degree
and a PhD from MIT.

I also got a degree

from Berklee College of Music
while I was at it.

Have you had a chance
to examine the evidence?

Yes, I have.

Good. Could you tell us
about the murder weapon, please?

Well, as you can see,
the weapon was a GLOCK 19 semiautomatic.

It's a common handgun
that's popular with law enforcement.

So it's a gun that the police use?

Yes. Most notably,
the New York Police Department.

Although the NYPD had to recall
most of their GLOCK 19s a few years ago.

Recall them? Why?

They found that the guns
had an issue with jamming.

Most were repaired or replaced.

Last time I checked,
we were in Los Angeles, not New York.

How exactly is this relevant?

It's relevant, Your Honor,

because Tariq Johnson, the security guard,
is a recent NYPD retiree,

and Rashad Harrison, the stock boy,

testified that he heard
the murder weapon jam.

Overruled.

Doctor, were you also able to review
the police report and coroner's report?

Yes, I was.

In fact, I took the liberty of creating
an animated version of the shooting

based on the measurements provided
by the police and the coroner.

Objection. This is the first
I'm hearing of this animation.

I only managed to secure
Dr. Arslanian's testimony last night.

Even I haven't seen this video.

But this is a preliminary hearing,
not trial,

and the court has already accepted
Dr. Arslanian as an expert.

I assume you have copies
of this animation, Doctor?

Indeed, I do.

Very well.

I'll give you an hour to review it,
Mr. Lorenzo. The court will do the same.

Thank you, Your Honor.

Your Honor.

Step back.

-Good afternoon, Detective.
-Good afternoon, Counsel.

Did you pursue
any other potential suspects

aside from Mr. Haller
during your investigation?

Initially, of course,
we cast as wide a net as possible,

but the surplus of evidence
let us narrow our search very quickly.

It's a yes or no question.
Did you pursue any other suspects?

There weren't any to pursue.

So you admit that you didn't even bother
to consider any other suspects?

-Objection.
-Withdrawn.

Had the evidence pointed
to any other suspect,

I would have been
more than happy to follow it.

I take my job very seriously.

Of course, Detective.

Let's move on
to the evidence you did find.

At some point, you learned that Sam Scales
was using the alias Kirk Lennon.

-Isn't that correct?
-Yes.

And I assume that you dug
into Kirk Lennon's employment history,

living situation, criminal record.

-Of course.
-And what did you find?

It appears that Mr. Scales,
using the name Kirk Lennon,

was living in San Pedro

and driving a truck
for a company called Biogreen.

And his DMV record. You ran that too?

We ran all of his aliases through the DMV.

Nothing stood out.

Hmm.

So Kirk Lennon's traffic stop
in Los Alamitos,

which we found in the DMV record
from your discovery packet,

did you investigate that?

Apparently, Mr. Scales rolled through
a stop sign and was pulled over.

For a career criminal,
a simple traffic stop

didn't seem
to warrant further investigation.

I see.

Could you read the name of the officer
who pulled Mr. Scales over?

Officer Dennis Roundtree.

Nothing further, Your Honor.

Any cross?

No, Your Honor, but may we approach?

The witness is excused.

Your Honor, the People object
to any further testimony on this topic.

This traffic stop is completely irrelevant
to the charges at hand.

This is all just a sideshow to distract
the jury from Mr. Haller's guilt.

I mean, what? You're gonna call
this Officer Roundtree in

and ask him
about the victim running a stop sign?

I am confused, Your Honor.

We presented our witness list
well in advance,

and Officer Roundtree
has always been on it.

If Ms. Berg didn't bother to investigate
or realize--

-Give me a break.
-They have a point.

If you had an objection to this witness,
you should've raised it earlier.

We've had our fair share of motions.

Well, I would like my objection
noted for the record,

and I reserve the right to renew it
as soon as they stray from

whatever relevance they are reaching for.

So noted.

Now, if you'd all please step back
so we can get on with it.

The defense may call your witness.

Yes, Your Honor.
The defense calls Officer…

Dennis Roundtree.

And can you tell the court
where you work, Officer Roundtree?

I'm a patrol officer in Los Alamitos.

That's right over the border
into Orange County.

And how long have you been there?

Um, I was a trainee for a year.

Since then, I've been
with the department four years now.

Okay, and…

Uh, Your Honor,
may I consult my notes for a second?

-Quickly, please, Mr. Haller.
-Thank you, Your Honor.

Don't look now,
but Agent Ruth decided to join us.

Now, Officer,

I would like to direct your attention
to the afternoon of May 10th of last year.

Did you have a chance
to review the incident report you wrote up

for a traffic stop you made that day?

Yes, I have.

Can you tell us about the traffic stop?

Yes, sir. Uh…

I was near the elementary school
when a white van did a slow roll

through a stop sign at the corner.

There are kids there,

so I immediately hit my lights
and followed.

-And what happened?
-The driver pulled over.

I got out of my car
and explained the infraction.

He was reasonably cooperative.

Did you notice anything
unusual about him or his vehicle?

-License and registration, please.
-Sure.

The car was fitted with
a hand-operated brake and accelerator.

Let me just…

I'd never seen that before on patrol.

Which indicated that the driver
was disabled in some way?

Yes, sir. That was also noted
on his driver's license.

What was the driver's name?

His name was Kirk Lennon.

And is this the man you pulled over?
Is this Kirk Lennon?

It appears to be. Yes.

Let the record reflect that the witness
has identified Sam Scales as Kirk Lennon.

What happened next, Officer?

Well, I ran the name through the system,
but it came up flagged.

-Flagged?
-Yes.

Sometimes, if someone
is wanted for questioning

or if there's a warrant out
for their arrest,

the name will be flagged.

This one was an FBI alert, an ATL.

That means "attempt to locate."
I called it in just to confirm it.

So what do you do when
there's an "attempt to locate" on someone?

You detain them and notify the agency
that put out the alert.

-And is that what you did here?
-Yes, sir.

I took Mr. Lennon to the station,
and I notified the FBI.

You can't do this.

You cannot hold somebody
over a simple traffic violation!

I have rights, you know!

There is still
a constitution in this country,

and I… I guarantee you

this breaks all the rules

of… of cruel and unusual punishment

and unlawful seizure

and whatever the hell else!

I want my lawyer!

And did someone from the FBI
come to take Mr. Lennon off your hands?

Yes, sir.

Do you know that person's name?

Uh, I have it right here.
He had to sign for him.

His name was Agent Felix Vasquez.

Sam. You're a hard man to find.

Thank you very much, Officer.
Nothing further.

No.

No, I'm telling you we have a problem.

Maybe a big one.

From the footage, we know
Gary Cartwright was behind the counter,

and Rashad Harrison
was on his way back to the stockroom.

We also know that the gunman
entered the store at exactly 5:05 p.m.,

and the first thing he did was shoot out
the one working security camera.

With no further security footage
to work with,

we must now rely
on the testimony of witnesses,

the police reports,
and the autopsy findings.

Based on these, we know
that Gary reached under the counter

for his weapon and returned fire.

But his shot missed,

and this is where Rashad Harrison
heard the GLOCK 19 jam,

which again,
is consistent with its history.

However, just as a weapon can jam,
so can that jam clear.

As Gary raised his gun to shoot again,

the gunman pulled the trigger
one more time,

and this time, the gun fired.

That was the fatal shot.

After that, the gunman fled.

Rashad called 911, and five minutes later,

Tariq Johnson,
the community security guard,

entered the store.

Now, Dr. Arslanian,

Tariq Johnson said he attempted
to administer CPR to the victim,

but it was too late.
Does that make sense to you?

Absolutely.

I've illustrated the exact damage
the bullet caused.

As you see,
the victim turned at the last moment,

which caused the bullet
to enter his body there,

between the second
and third vertebrosternal ribs,

traveling through both lungs.

This caused
a bilateral tension pneumothorax,

which means that both lungs collapsed.

Can you explain
the significance of that in English?

Certainly.

With both lungs collapsed,

air gets trapped
between the lungs and the chest wall.

As you see, this creates a one-way valve
allowing air to enter, but not exit.

This compresses the lungs and causes
hypotension, tachycardia, and hypoxia.

Within seconds, the victim
would be unable to breathe or speak.

So, after five whole minutes,

when Tariq Johnson arrived,
it would be hopeless.

Huh.

But, Dr. Arslanian,
earlier in this hearing,

Tariq Johnson testified that the victim
did manage to speak to him.

In fact, he said my client's name, Carter.

-Are you saying that's not possible?
-I'm saying that's quite impossible.

So Tariq Johnson lied.

Objection. Leading.

I'll rephrase.

In your opinion, Doctor,
was Tariq Johnson testifying truthfully?

With two collapsed lungs, there is no way
that anyone could possibly speak.

So, in my opinion, his testimony
is clearly and demonstrably false.

So what now?

The prosecution asked for a day
for his expert to review your findings.

But we know you have a plane to catch, so…

Worst case, if we need you again,
you can testify remotely.

Thank you so much.

I'm so glad I could help.

I just… I wish there was some way
I could help Mickey.

How's he doing?

He's, uh… He's hanging in there.

You know Mickey.
He's not going down without a fight.

Right. Well, if there's anything
I can do, don't hesitate.

Trust me, we won't.

-I should get you to the airport.
-Safe travels.

Can I have a word?

I hope that word's "dismissed."

My department doesn't wanna pay
for another expert to analyze the data.

Right. We wouldn't wanna spend money
trying to find the right guy or anything.

I'm gonna choose to ignore that
and make you an offer.

Voluntary manslaughter.

I'll ask for the minimum. Three years.
And credit for time served.

I'll take it to my client,

but I'm telling you,
he'd rather go to trial,

assuming Judge Rossman
doesn't throw the whole thing out.

For being new, you're good at this.

I had a good teacher.

What do you want?

I want the charges against Carter Gates
dismissed with prejudice.

And if I were you,
I would have the cops get a warrant

for that security guard's house,
where I'm sure you're gonna find

an NYPD-issued GLOCK 19
with a jamming problem.

Let me make a call.

You want me to talk about myself?

My favorite topic.

My name is Arthur Schultz.

I am a research scientist
with the Environmental Protection Agency.

I'm also an enforcement agent,
so I make sure that companies

and communities are following
the law and EPA regulations.

I'm also an adjunct professor
of environmental science at UCLA.

Where you are a lecturer on,
among other things, alternative fuels.

Am I correct?

Yes. I teach a seminar
on responding to climate change.

Tuesdays and Thursdays at 10:00.

Your Honor, the People do not object

to Dr. Schultz's qualifications
as an expert.

The relevance of his testimony
may be another matter.

The court recognizes Dr. Schultz.
Continue, Ms. McPherson.

Thank you, Your Honor.

Now, Dr. Schultz,
did you have a chance to review

the analysis of the substance

found on the wheel
of the victim's wheelchair?

I did. According to the report,
it was a mixture of vegetable oil

and chicken fat combined
with small amounts of sugarcane.

You might call that restaurant grease,
but we call it feedstock.

I see, and where might
the feedstock have come from?

Well, it's a byproduct of biofuel,
so most likely a biofuel refinery.

Bet you didn't think a person could say
biofuel twice in one sentence, did you?

Dr. Schultz, if you could keep
the color commentary to a minimum.

Of course.

Could you explain biofuel to the jury,
Dr. Schultz?

Maybe the CliffsNotes version?

Yes. So, as part of our transition away
from fossil fuels,

the government offers funding for programs

that can convert food waste
and other organic compounds into fuel,

but as you can imagine,
there are numerous rules and regulations.

Your Honor, I must object.

This is the relevancy issue I raised.

What does any of this
have to do with the murder of Sam Scales?

The substance on Mr. Scales's wheelchair
and how it came to be there

is directly relevant to his murder,
and we intend to demonstrate that.

Demonstrate that quickly, Ms. McPherson.

Sure. Could you quickly explain
why regulations are so necessary?

-Well, in a word, money.
-Money?

So to create biofuel,
you have to collect feedstock,

and that feedstock needs to be shipped
or trucked to refineries

that have been converted to process it,

and the government offers subsidies
to encourage refineries to do this.

-How much are we talking about?
-Two dollars a barrel.

Doesn't sound like very much.

Every truck carries 200 barrels,

so that's $400
every time a truck leaves the facility.

You run enough trucks, and that adds up.

So that's where the potential
for fraud comes in.

-And how does the fraud work?
-Different ways.

So, like my last big case in Nevada,

the refinery was changing
the labels on the barrels.

So, the same grease
was coming in labeled feedstock

and going out labeled biofuel.

These guys ran 25 trucks
twice a day at 400 per.

They were skimming
well over 100 grand a week.

-Just by changing the labels.
-Correct.

With the potential
for that kind of profit,

we often find
organized crime factions are behind it.

So, like the Nevada case
before the FBI stepped in,

we estimated they pocketed $9 million.

Some low-level people were arrested,
but they still haven't gotten

to the higher-ups
who are ultimately behind it.

And was this case unique, or…

Unfortunately not.
Our department, as well as the FBI,

have been looking into scams
all over the country.

They call it "bleeding the beast."

The beast is the government
because it's so big and rich.

They believe they can bleed a little
off the top, and nobody will notice.

$9 million is a little?

Well, to a dinosaur, I look like an ant.

Your Honor.

I will wrap it up, Your Honor.
Just one more question, Doctor.

You said that the FBI
shut down the Nevada scam.

Do you recall the names of the agents
who were in charge of that operation?

Yes. We worked closely together.
There were two.

Agent Dawn Ruth and Agent Felix Vasquez.

Really? Felix Vasquez?

Thank you, Doctor. No further questions.

Cross-examination?

No, Your Honor, but may we approach again?

Actually, I think now
is a good time to take a break.

And I'll see counsel
in my chambers, please.

Now, before we continue, I wanna make sure
we're not on some wild goose chase.

As I recall, Mr. Haller,

I signed a court order
directed at the FBI over a month ago.

Where are we on that? Can we expect them
to corroborate this testimony?

So far, they've ignored the order,

and I think that will continue
unless we force the issue.

You mean a bench warrant?

It would be a lot harder for them
to ignore that.

Judge, I once again object
to this whole line of inquiry.

Wasting the court's time
with bench warrants for FBI agents?

This is a circus act.
It's a Mickey Haller special.

He jiggles his keys over here
so the jury doesn't look over there.

That's clever.
Did you come up with that on your own?

Counsel, can we please save the bickering
for your own time?

We've established
that all roads lead to the FBI.

Now, at the risk of laying
all our cards on the table,

we believe Sam Scales
was running a scam with Alex Gazarian

to defraud the US government,
just like Dr. Schultz described.

Now, the reason the FBI
picked Sam up in Los Alamitos

was to force him to become an informant,
and that led directly to his murder.

Now, the only people who can confirm this
are Agent Ruth and Agent Vasquez.

Their names are on the record.
The jury deserves to hear from them.

Alex Gazarian's name
is on the record, too,

so is the jury
gonna hear from him as well?

We are in the process of determining
what information we can glean

from Mr. Gazarian or someone in his orbit.

Regardless, the jury deserves to know
the truth, however we can present it.

We all do.

The court has an obligation
to ensure the defendant gets a fair trial,

and that is not going to happen here
without this testimony.

It is the whole case.

Otherwise, we ask
that you dismiss the charge.

Like hell.

Ms. Berg, get it under control. Now.

Please, it shouldn't be hard
to track them down.

Agent Ruth was even in court
for some of today's testimony.

Wait. You're saying
one of these agents was here today?

On my word as an officer of the court,
yes, I saw her.

So did my office manager.

The bench warrant
will be issued within the hour.

-Your Honor--
-Enough.

Whatever your objection is,
it's overruled.

I do not take kindly
to anyone ignoring my orders,

no matter what badge
they happen to be wearing.

Looks like we got under Dana's skin.

The way she said that about Gazarian,
I think she knows he's dead.

She's ahead of us.
She knows he can't testify now.

Well, better pray Cisco can get somewhere.

I had to guess your size.

Gotta warn you though.

The selection was pretty limited.

-I hope they fit.
-Thanks.

Listen, I, uh, was hoping we could talk.

I think whatever trouble
you're mixed up in

is related to what's happening to my boss.

I already told you, I don't know anything,
but thanks again for the clothes.

Okay, then!

I'm gonna take off to LA.
I got some stuff to do back there.

But, uh,

I guess if you don't know anything,
you'll be safe.

Room's paid through tomorrow, so, uh…

See ya!

Wait.

Please…

Don't leave me here.

I'm definitely not safe.

You hungry?

Look, all I know is that Alex

must have done something
fucking dumber than dumb

because he pissed off his uncles
and the rest of his family,

and those are not people
you wanna piss off.

-You never asked what he did?
-What do you think?

We sat around,
sharing our deepest, darkest?

He told me we needed to lay low,
so we laid low.

Then he said we needed more security,

so we had even more
of his bozos hanging around.

It's all right.

-They're not gonna find us out here.
-Yeah, but we can't stay here forever.

Why'd you two run off to Palm Springs
in the first place? What happened?

I don't really know.

One day, some guy came sniffing around,

and Frick and Frack
took him behind the woodshed.

That's when Alex got really scared.

Yeah.

We gotta go.

Come on. I like it here.

Who do you think he's calling?
Think he's ordering a pizza?

You're not making any sense, babe.

You said we needed those guys
to watch our backs.

Yeah, well, now I'm saying
that those are the guys we need to watch.

I'm lost.

Look, I fucked up. Okay?

I did a th… It doesn't matter what I did.

I wasn't thinking about the consequences,
and now I am.

-Okay.
-And just don't argue with me, okay?

Just pack your shit, and let's go.
Trust me.

So you have no idea what he did
to make his family so angry?

I already told you, I don't.

Thanks.

Alex was usually pretty anal
about being the good little boy.

So whatever it was…

…must have been really bad
to make him run.

And he was right, the little shit.

Hey!

Hold on, hold on, hold on.

Oh, all right.

Carter, congrats!

Oh!

How can I ever thank you?

I think you just did.

Uh, so I'll have
the rest of that money tomorrow.

Do not worry about that right now.
Go be with your family.

Thank you, Lorna.

Thank you.

-There he is.
-Hey!

How does it feel?

Meh.

Huh.

It feels how I hoped it would feel
when I was in law school.

Like the world is righter
than it was an hour ago.

-Proud of you, L.
-Aw!

Thank you.

Everyone is determined
to make my makeup run today.

You better watch out.
Now that I'm a big, successful lawyer,

I'm gonna interrogate your girlfriend
and find out everything.

Hey, come on.

That girlfriend and I are gonna
take you to dinner to celebrate.

I love that. Can we sit outside
so I can bring Winston?

Absolutely.

Iceberg has a point.

The feds are gonna jump through any hoop
to avoid showing up in court,

even with a bench warrant.

Whatever they're hiding,
they're hiding for a reason.

I know. I went through this last year
with a DEA agent.

He only got on the stand
because he thought he outsmarted me.

What do we do? We can't land this plane
without someone confirming the story.

I have another plan.
You're not gonna like it.

Put me on the stand.

Be serious.

I'm dead serious.

Mickey, that is the worst idea
I have ever heard,

and you know that better than anyone.

I do know that,
but what choice do we have?

There's only one way I get out,

and that's by telling a story
that beats the one Berg's telling.

And now, without the FBI or Gazarian,
there's no one else who can do it.

You're insane.

-It's insane.
-At least let's prep for it tonight.

You throw me every question
you can think of. See if I hold up.

I'll see you back at the house.

Hopefully, we missed the traffic.

Don't bother. They made me take a jammer.

Cell's not gonna work.

What?

Hey. The 101 is that way.

This isn't the way to my house.

Hey!

Hey!

-Hey!
-No point trying that either.

Where are you taking me? Hey!

Hey! Let me out!

Hey!