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Previously on "For The People"...

Judge Byrne: This is
the United States District Court

for the Southern District of New York...

the highest-profile
trial court in America.

Ms. Krissman, I'm on duty today.

When cases come in, I e-mail them to you.

Seth: What I don't like
is Kate Littlejohn.

I want to steal all her
tabs and binder clips.

You could be a good lawyer if you tried.

- We can do this, right?
- We can do this.

I have firsthand knowledge
that the AUSA handling the case

filed the additional claims
for the sole purpose

of pressuring Ms. Locarno into a deal.

What are you doing? That was
a personal conversation.

I did what I had to do.

And now I'm gonna do what I have to do.
I'm leaving.

I want you to stay
with me in the apartment.

We have to do this together.

I don't want to do it any other way.

[The Knux's "Echoes of the Lost" plays]

♪ Hey, young man, how do you do ♪

♪ Throwing up west side,
I'm surviving, driving ♪

[Steam hisses]

[Steam hisses]

♪

Jay? You are going to be late.

Lebne.

♪ I'm sayin' I'm, I'm so alive ♪

♪ In the echoes of the lost,
I hear the willing to survive ♪

♪ I'm, I'm so alive ♪

♪ In the echoes of the lost,
I hear the willing to survive ♪

♪ So alive ♪

Hey, I'm gonna head in early, okay?

No, not okay. Come sit down.

I'm not hungry.

You're hungry.
You wake up hungry. Always have.

You live here, Sandy.

I know you feel weird about it,
but you shouldn't.

This is your home, your kitchen...

- [Refrigerator door opens]
- ...your food.

Anything in here, eat it.

Mm.

Not that.

That's Seth's.

Right.

Okay.

So, you keep saying
you're fine with him leaving,

but for real?

He left. It is what it is.

It's two years
with someone you really liked,

and you're just... "Mm"?

If it were only year, would I get...

So, do you think it's not over?

Do you think he's coming back?

Well, he has until November 3rd.

[Alarm blaring]

[Sighs]

[Sirens wailing in distance]

[Doorknob rattles]

[Knock on door]

Ezra, you in there?

[Toilet flushes]

You said you were gonna be gone by today.

- [Pounding on door]
- Ezra!

I have to shave and shower
and get to work.

We talked about this.

[Pounding on door]

Your listing said
"One-bedroom apartment,"

the clear implication being that

not only could I use the one bedroom,

nothing about sharing.

Now, contract law was
somewhat of a specialty of mine

at my last firm, so I know what I'm t...

[Shower running]

[Faucet running]

♪

[Motor whirring, air blasting]

A few wins last week.

Won't break any records,
but who's counting?

Six wins. Six wins is right. Not great.

Good win for Ms. Littlejohn.

Mr. Knox, Clay, Felton, Arnie,
win, win, win.

And, oops, one loss from...

Oh, and here he is now.

- Good morning.
- Not for you, apparently.

We were just talking about losers.

Well, m-my case was thrown out.
Can we really call that a loss?

- Oh, we can call it a big loss.
- To your girlfriend.

- Ex-girlfriend.
- I'm not surprised.

Actually, I was the one
who left, and she...

And, so, while you are on probation,

- you will assist Kate.
- [Elevator bell dings]

What? Wait, What did I do?

Sorry. Roger, you got a sec?

Anybody who's new, this is United
States Attorney Douglas Delap.

Congratulations on putting
that terrorist away.

Really good stuff.

Thank you, sir.
It was a total team effort.

Okay, we're done here.

This used to be my office
when I ran Criminal.

- I know why you're here.
- [Door closes]

Feels smaller, dimmer somehow.

And you don't have to worry
about it. It's taken care of.

You should get a tall plant...
draws the eyes up.

- [Sighs]
- What do I worry about, Roger?

The guy who shot Assemblywoman
McCray at her campaign rally.

We're charging him six different ways.

The press office has been mobilized.

You think I walked downstairs
to your interior office

so I could hear you tell me
you've contacted the press

about a shooting at a rally
being covered by the press?

This is not what I worry about.

I got a call 15 minutes ago

from the attorney general
of the United States

asking why we had dozens
of open investigations

into prescription-drug fraud

and not a single case brought
in the last three years.

Those cases are difficult to make.

Oh.

[Chuckles]

Okay.

Should we get the A.G. on the box

and let him know how difficult
this is for you?

There's an opioid crisis
in this country...

an epidemic.

Your boss's boss's boss...

that's the president
of the United States,

if you're following along...
is worried about that,

which means you need to worry about it

all the way down here, too.

Start filing charges,

or this office is going to feel
smaller and smaller.

[Door opens]

Reporting for duty, Sergeant Littlejohn.

Thank you. You can wait right out there.

I'll let you know when I'm ready for you.

- That was a joke.
- Which part?

Opioids.

This office has investigated 25 doctors

for prescription-drug fraud
in the last three years,

and we haven't brought a single charge

against a single doctor.

This was my problem. Now it's yours.

[Claps hands]

You need a tall plant in here...
draws the eyes up.

I am ready for you now.

Jill: Great job last week, everybody.

Heather, nice work on the
downward variance with Judge Fry.

He's always tough on sentencing.

Verdict in Fayed obviously
wasn't what we were hoping for,

but Sandra fought valiantly

and laid a solid foundation for appeal.

But the bear claw this week
goes to Allison,

who got a very rare full dismissal

in the Locarno matter.

[Applause]

Judge Finch leaves on
his annual vacation tomorrow,

so get a continuance on this
however you can.

Sandra, you're on duty, unless...

I got it.

Jay, my office.

♪

Did that sound like "Jay, come
to my office so I can fire you"

or "Jay, I didn't want to tell
you in front of everyone else,

but you're clearly my favorite"?

- No, not that one.
- What was the first one again?

- Should I sit?
- Up to you.

How are you feeling?

Fine. Yeah.

Um... I'm sorry. In what context?

Your job. In the context of your job.

[Gasps] I feel good about my job.

Is this about my fraud case?

We never talked about it.

Got a maple bar.

It's not a bear claw.

I'm gonna sit now. [Sighs]

You negotiated a good plea deal, Jay,

but you also made some
serious mistakes in that case.

He was a really good con man.

And you were really under-prepared.

Everybody's under-prepared
next to Kate Littlejohn.

But you're right. I was. No excuses.

It won't happen again.

You've heard about the shooting
of Assemblywoman McCray?

Sure. She survived.

Yes, the FBI just made an arrest...

Carl Wayne Clarke.

I'd like to give this to you,

but it requires total commitment.

Yes. I want it.

Let's make sure you heard

- the "total commitment" part.
- I did.

Because that was a really important part.

In this climate, there'll be
a lot of eyeballs on this case.

You'll be representing this department.

It won't be a training exercise.

I totally understand.

Look, straight up, this is
what I want to do...

Jill.

Jill?

"Jill" is fine.

This is what I want to do.

I know I didn't get off
to the strongest start,

and I can keep blaming
Kate Littlejohn for that,

and I intend to, but I want you to know,

I'm all-in... total commitment.

Carl Wayne Clarke?

I'm his lawyer.

[Buzzer, door opens]

[Keys, chains rattling]

[Handcuffs click]

I figured the worst thing
I'd get was a Jew.

[Door closes, locks]

What the hell are you supposed to be?

I'm your lawyer.

Synced & corrected by -robtor-
www.addic7ed.com

- He's a Nazi.
- Okay.

A white-supremacist race warrior.

If you're trying to convince me

he's a person with repellant views,

"Nazi" pretty much covers it.

Why didn't you tell me?

Because it doesn't matter.

- It matters to me.
- Why does it matter to you?

Because I don't want to defend him.

This is your total commitment?

- There are exceptions.
- How many?

He hates me!

Hates who I am!

But maybe you can't understand that.

I've defended men charged
with rape, Jay... many times.

I defended a man last year
who beat his wife so viciously,

she was literally unrecognizable

because, he said, "She was a bitch."

I understand.

We don't choose our clients,

but we defend them
as vigorously as we can,

every one of them, because if we don't...

...what is the alternative?

Seth: So, these doctors
overprescribed the opioids to patients,

patients get addicted, need more opioids,

and the doctors get rich
off of kickbacks.

All bad, we agree,

but three years of work hasn't
led to any actual charges,

and we're supposed to find one
now in this...

maze of random data?

- Labyrinth.
- What?

A maze is a puzzle,

a path from one end to the other.

A labyrinth is a structure
designed to trap or contain.

Okay. Thank..you for clarifying that.

It's good to know we're trapped.

I'm trapped... with you.

You know, this isn't great
for me, either.

I'm only here because I got
sandbagged by my ex-girlfriend.

Okay, let's establish
some ground rules here.

I don't care about your girlfriend.

- Ex.
- Or her.

- Same person.
- See, I don't care.

I don't care about
what happened in your last case.

I'm unlikely to care
about your next case.

I care about this case.

Now, do you have anything to say
about this case?

I think we need to find a new way in.

You mean a shortcut?

You make that sound negative.

We haven't filed criminal charges

against any of these doctors yet,

but there could be civil cases...

patients who have sued these doctors.

Maybe there are plaintiffs
we can interview

who can help us build a criminal case.

No shortcuts out of a labyrinth.

Hey.

How'd it go?

It was good... really good.

Good? I bet it was great.

O-kay. What do you want to do?

Probably not gonna work
for you to hide behind me.

No, it's fine. We work in the same court.

We're going to run into each other.

We have to normalize it.

Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm.

[Clears throat]

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Oh, okay. My turn?
- Yeah.

Hi, Seth. How are you?

I'm fine. You?

Good.

So is Allison. She's good, too.

Great, actually... killing it.

She just killed it in court.
Killing it everywhere.

Sounds like she's killing it.

She is everywhere.

She got a bear claw.

- Ah! [Chuckles]
- Rrr!

Uh, I did not get a bear claw.

Although, come to think of it,
I did get, uh,

mauled and blooded in my last case.

- I should go.
- Maybe you should go.

So... where are you staying?

- With Ezra.
- Ezra?

He's, uh, studying
to become a podiatrist.

You're staying at an Airbnb.

It's in Midtown.

Uh, has a bed.
I'm learning a lot about feet.

Okay.

Well, anyway, I just figured
we work in the same place

and we'd be seeing each other a lot,

so I wanted it to be less weird.

And how is that going?

Not great. [Laughs]

Well, there's always next time.

True.

Okay. Well...

Yeah.

Okay. Uh... bye.

♪

I got you a turkey with mayo.

Should've mentioned... I don't like mayo.

Right after I mentioned I ate
lunch an hour ago, but thank you.

My mother's in town tomorrow, if
you want to have lunch with us.

That doesn't sound fun at all.

Is it too early to say
I've eaten that meal, too?

Yeah. No, I don't blame you.

Could you close the door on your way out?

Here's what's eating me... you heard
Roger in that win-loss meeting,

talking about my terrorism win?

"A total team effort,"

probably what he'd say
if I won Wimbledon.

Now he gives me a routine prosecution
...a gun-possession case.

There are no routine prosecutions,

and I wouldn't compare
terrorism prosecutions

to tennis tournaments.

Exactly. Roger wants me to believe

this "every case is important" nonsense.

- Not what I said.
- Think he's trying to teach me a lesson?

Yes. I'm sure that's exactly
what he's doing.

He must have a dozen
high-profile terrorism cases

lying around that he's trying
to avoid giving you

because... you won the last one.

That's what I think, too.

It's gamesmanship.

But Roger's about to find out
I've got a powerful backhand.

Could you close the...

I was on time.

There was a line at security.

I got here on time.

I was here!

You have to take it.

What is it? W-Why can't you take it?

- Do you need something?
- I'm on duty.

Then you'll probably remember
the last time you were on duty

and I told you that I'd e-mail
you cases when they come in.

- Mm-hmm.
- Did I e-mail you a case?

No.

You marked it late.

No, I marked it the time it came in,

which was late.

Five minutes?

I'm going to be evicted.

[Scoffs]

Five minutes?

Got it. No problem.
Gonna go wait for an e-mail.

[Elevator bell dings]

Excuse me!

Can you tell me what happened?

The judge in the other court

said I could try
filing for discrimination.

What other court?

Um, Housing Court.

He said I can try in Federal
Court to stop my eviction,

but the papers were due by noon today,

and I couldn't get off my shift early,

and I had to get my son
to his therapy appointment

up in Washington Heights.

He has trouble with his legs.
This is insane.

Five minutes to save my home?

I'm not a lawyer.
I-I-I don't have a lawyer.

You do now.

Pharmacists and doctors' labs
are a dead end.

Patient charts are useless.

What'd you find in the civil cases?

Nothing, because I didn't look at them,

because I'm not doing this your way.

- And before you get mad...
- Too late.

- Homes.
- What, like Sherlock Holmes?

- Homes.
- I'm not hearing the difference.

The investigations targeted
doctors at their offices,

but maybe someone got careless at home...

left a paper trail of illegal
prescriptions or kickbacks

or even some off-the-book stash
of Oxy or fentanyl.

I'm gonna get a warrant
to search their houses.

I know it's late, but judges
issue warrants 24/7...

No. That's insane. No.

Roger said he wants charges now.

You think he wants to hear we waited
'til we got a good night's sleep?

I mean "No" to all of it.

25 houses on a random theory?

That's just... no. Keep reading.

18 days, 7 hours.

What?

That's how long
I calculated it'll take us

just to read every document

and re-interview the investigators

and go through all the civil cases.

After that, another three months minimum

to bring Roger any charges at all.

On the plus side, after
all that work on this case,

you and I will be as close as
two friends could possibly be.

Okay, let's go.

This is what you bring to my home?

Uh, Your Honor,
we wouldn't I-interrupt you,

certainly not in the middle of a meal,

if we weren't extremely...

Desperate and lazy.

Trying to dig through people's homes

for what the entire
U.S. Attorney's Office

couldn't dredge up in three years

of FBI and DEA and NYPD
fishing expeditions?

You think I haven't seen this
patchwork of evidence before?

You think I'd ever okay
a search of 25 homes

with no probable cause?

But why stop there?

How about 25 apartment
buildings? Or 25 square miles?

Got to be a prosecution
out there somewhere.

In case I wasn't clear, request denied.

[Door closes, lock clicks]

We took a shot.

At our own feet.
Did you hear what he called us?

Desperate, lazy.

I haven't slept more than four hours

since elementary school.

I thought my teacher were lazy.

Calm down. You act like it's the end...

You're on probation, and this is why.

We do this my way from now on.

♪

[Door opens, closes]

Americans with Disabilities Act.

What?

Anna Ledesma, my wrongful eviction case.

There have been dozens of complaints
against her useless landlord.

She's written
letter after letter herself,

but no one has tried
charging him on an ADA violation

until now.

Did you hang up my clothes?

You're welcome!

He's coming back.

- Seth?
- Yeah.

You asked if he's coming back.
He's coming back.

He said that?

He didn't say it.

Because the part
of the conversation I saw,

that was not the vibe I got.

He's living in a crappy Airbnb.
He hasn't gotten an apartment.

Look, we're in a fight...
not for the first time.

We fight, then we work it out.

This seems bigger than that.

Bigger, but not different.

Our jobs put us on opposite sides.

There was going to be an adjustment.

And why are you putting
everything back in that bag?

Because that's where I want it.

There are empty drawers
and a whole entire closet.

I like it how I had it.

We talked about this, Sandy.

This is your life. You live here now.

Yes, my life... your apartment,
our yogurt, Seth's cereal,

my life.

And this is how I like it, okay, Al?

Okay. I don't get it, but okay.

♪

♪

Carl: ...because I'm an American.
Blood and soil, baby.

Blood and soil.

Why don't white lives matter, huh?

Why don't white lives matter?!

She wants to let more
of you people in here

to weaken and pollute
the races even more?

Let her try. Go ahead. See what happens.

You, too, if you get in the way.

White power!

He's threatening the candidate on camera.

And there's eyewitnesses
claiming he's the shooter,

people who saw him
run away from the scene.

What jury is ever gonna
acquit this guy? Look at him.

What really galls me
about people like him is

they get to spew
their bile and their hatred

and marches on cable news,

and we defend their right to do it.

To use our democracy to try to
take our freedom away.

You think I shouldn't be defending him.

I think you should defend him
with all you got.

We don't beat them by becoming like them.

[Sighs] But I keep thinking
about my parents.

They get to watch their son

stand up in front of the whole world

and defend a guy
who thinks they're animals.

Just keep it on repeat...
they go low, we go high.

Yeah, but this guy's really low.

My guess is, he feels it, too.

That's why he beats on others.

That's always why.

But he wasn't born this way.

Nothing says he has to stay this way.

First time I looked at you,
a few years ago,

all I saw was
a dope-smoking bike messenger.

But a little bit longer look,

a few hard shoves in the right direction,

and now here you are, a fancy lawyer.

Looks can be deceiving.

Yes.

Yes, they can.

♪

Can I ask you about makeup?

I suddenly regret
letting you call me Jill.

For my client... makeup for my client.

I-I need to clean him up for trial.

We have a budget.

How big?

Oof.

What's your strategy here, Jay?

My strategy is that no defense
I put on is gonna matter

as long as the jury is staring
at the swastikas on his head.

I want them to see the person there...

uh, their son, their brother,

who he was, who he could be...

but I need to level the field,
put him in a nice suit,

and quiet the noise coming from his face

so they can hear me.

Okay.

- Alright.
- And, Jay...

Don't forget to blend.

Look, I-I'm sorry about the judge.

We tried it my way,
and we got slapped down, so...

[Inhales] ...we'll do it your way.

Of course we'll do it my way.

Did you hear the part where
I said we'll do it my way?

Okay.

So, what's your way?

You know how the government
got Al Capone?

- Tax evasion.
- Tax evasion.

- Right. That's...
- Not for being a gangster.

Because when you're focused on
hiding certain things,

you get sloppy about other things.

So with these doctors, forget
about overprescribing opioids.

Let's find those other things.

Why are you smiling?

You're... This...
You're doing this my way.

No. No.

Your way was to get warrants
to search 25 homes,

which was desperate
and lazy and aggressive

and ineffective and possibly unethical.

Anything else?

Yes, it was also highly...

Can we just move on?

One doctor, one house.

I went through the financials
of our 25 doctors.

They all have housekeepers
on the payroll, except one...

Dr. Charles Rollins.

He is rich, his wife works
full time, he has three kids,

two German Shepherds,
a 5,000-square-foot house,

and no housekeeper? I don't think so.

I think he has a housekeeper,

and I think she's undocumented.

And if I'm right, we can
prosecute him and his wife

for the undocumented housekeeper,

or he can plead guilty for
overprescribing opioids instead.

Do you see how this works?

You know I'm a lawyer, right?

We just need to see if he has
an undocumented housekeeper.

So let's go get a warrant.

No! No more fishing.

We need to know there's a housekeeper

before we ask to see
if there's a housekeeper.

So we send an agent to find out.

Do you have any idea

- how to send an agent?
- No idea.

That's why we're not sending an agent.

We're going ourselves.

This is basically my way.

Seth: Doctor's wife.

[Car door closes, engine starts]

No sign of a housekeeper.

[Vehicle departs]

Do you really think I'm a bad lawyer?

Mm... let's see how this all
plays out before I answer that.

- I'm really a good lawyer.
- Mm.

Probably not gonna be my answer.

[Gasps]

Look.

♪

Margo Elata?

Why am I here?

We just want to clear up
some information about your job.

How much you're paid, how you're paid.

I-I'm not supposed to say.

The state of New York
requires a minimum wage

of $12 per hour for domestic workers.

Are you aware of that?

Yes.

But the doctor said that law isn't for me

because I was not born here.

That law applies to everyone.

Do you have a green card or a visa?

I have a passport.

The doctor will give it to me
when I finish paying him back.

Paying him back?

Paying him back for what?

For bringing me here.

When I work enough to repay
what it cost to bring me,

he will give me back my passport,

and I can go home.

Are you saying he doesn't let you leave?

He will.

Soon.

Margo, how long have you been
in that house,

working for the doctor?

17 years.

♪

Hey. How's your duty case going?

Great.

Going well.

Actually, I got Marcus to cover it.

I took one of his.

- You knew that, huh?
- Yep.

I took on a pro bono client.

- I wasn't sure if we can do that.
- I'm sure you were.

I was pretty sure we can't,
and I won't do it again,

but this woman, Anna Ledesma...

Personalized her for me. Good strategy.

Thank you. She has this slumlord,

and I'm sorry, but the way
these people take advantage,

I just can't.

But Marcus is covering my duty case,

I got a plea deal on the tax fraud,

my possession case is held over,

so I promise you,
I am not letting anything slide.

- Sandra.
- Yes.

You had me at "slumlord."

[Chuckles]

Leonard: Roger!

My mother came by for lunch
and wanted to say hi.

- Senator Knox. A pleasure.
- All mine.

I hope my son is doing
an adequate job for you,

but if he's not,
promise you'll never show him

any special favor just because of me.

- Deal?
- Deal.

If anything, I'll make it
even harder on him.

- How about that?
- [Chuckles] Perfect.

The next time you're in D.C.,

call me, and we'll have dinner.

It's a date.

You told me you just wanted
to show me where you work,

not parade me around for your boss.

He needs to know I can be an asset here.

And that I might have a few

- power moves up my sleeve, too.
- [Elevator bell dings]

Oh, baby.

Calling your mommy is never a power move.

"Rahowa."

What's that?

"Racial holy war."

It's what we train for.

The first priority is to restore
the white Christian state,

which means organizing for total
war against the other races

when they rise in solidarity
with the global order.

Who dies will come down to them or us.

And it won't be us.

[Sighs]

No, we use human trafficking

to get Dr. Rollins
to plead guilty on the opioids.

We already have human trafficking.

That has to beat opioids.

- Roger wanted opioids.
- Human... trafficking.

- Is not opioids.
- You are killing me.

On your report card, where it
said "works well with others,"

did you ever get a check by that?

Man: Hey. I ran her name.

No presence in the U.S.
after she got here.

Look at what else.

Roger: $150 million.

A housekeeper worth $150 million?

She's also the C.E.O.
of three shell corporations

in the Caymans, the Dutch
West Indies, and Guadalupe.

The doctor opened the offshore
accounts in her name.

I'm guessing this probably
gets me off probation.

Even though it isn't opioids.

Yes, it is.

- What?
- Bank of the West Indies

is also where the Sonesta Cartel
parks its money.

If our Dr. Rollins isn't
laundering money for them,

then it's one hell of a coincidence.

Okay. So...

we just connected this doctor
to a major drug cartel.

When this case is over,

I'm buying each of you a very tall plant.

You sure this is gonna work?

We're gonna let you be you.

Hallway... now.

[Sighs]

- He looks like a Nazi.
- He is a Nazi.

You told me you didn't want him
to look like a Nazi

so you could make your case to the jury.

That was your strategy.

If you're tanking this defense...

I was tanking it. I was.

Not on purpose, but I found him guilty...

in here.

Tried and sentenced him
just like a jury would've

based on his looks, his views,

and if I'm honest with myself
and honest with you...

which, given the way
you're looking at me right now,

is much, much, much more important...

my strategy was really about
lightening his sentence.

Look at his awful childhood, listen
to these character witnesses...

Tell me you have an actual plan
to defend the Nazi

you just hauled into that courtroom.

Carl Wayne Clarke is on trial

for attempting to kill
Assemblywoman McCray.

I don't have to convince
the jury he's a great guy.

I just have to convince the jury
he didn't shoot her.

And when I stopped trying to turn
him into America's sweetheart,

I realized there's more than
a reasonable doubt

he pulled that trigger.

I have a case.

Trust me.

To win this, I need him
to look the way he really looks.

Then I can ride this sucker
all the way to a bear claw.

I can do this.

I want to do this.

I'm his lawyer.

Ms. Carter, the shots that were
fired at Assemblywoman McCray

- came from in front of you.
- Yes.

- So you were behind the shooter.
- Yes.

Then how were you so sure, from behind,

that it was Mr. Clarke
who pulled the trigger?

I mean... he kinds of stands out.

He's unique.

Yes... unique.

Ms. Carter...

every one of these men was
present at the rally that day.

Do you also find their looks unique?

Right after the gunshots,
I saw him running away.

- Did you see anyone else run away?
- Yeah.

And what did you do
when you heard gunshots?

Did you go towards the victim?

Uh, no, I ran away.

Ms. Waldron, who is "All American Bitch"?

Oh. Me.

I mean, not me.
That's me on social media.

Do you recall posting
this image of the candidate?

I reposted it. That's different.

Were you at the rally
the day of the shooting?

Yes, I was.

And do you own a gun?

- Well, yes, but I have...
- Thank you. That's all.

Your Honor, we concede that Ms. Ledesma

failed to timely file
her discrimination claim

against her landlord, Mr. Carlyle,

but the reasons she was delayed
are material...

the blocked exit doors,
the rotting staircase,

the fact that Ms. Ledesma
was forced to carry

her special-needs child down
those rotting stairs

because the building does not have ramps,

railings, or a working elevator...

in clear violation of the
Americans with Disabilities Act.

Ms. Ledesma was five minutes
late to the courthouse that day

because she spent 15 minutes

on the second-floor landing
of her building,

trying to convince her son
that they needed to keep moving.

He was scared of all the rats.

Negligent absentee landlords,
like Mr. Carlyle,

have no connection
to the human beings they house.

They can force evictions
as a way to raise rents

without any regard
for the families torn apart,

the stress on the parents, the kids...

♪

...the kids who come home from school

to find their toys and dollhouses

and stuffed animals out on the sidewalk

so they learn to just not have anything.

Or at least no more than they
could carry away by themselves.

♪

♪

- Oh!
- Oh!

Hey.

Sorry. [Chuckles]

No. Uh, my fault.

Got to file a pretty big case.

I can't talk about it.

O... kay, then.

Fine. One of us has to be
the one, so I'll say it.

Come back.

You can come back home now.

- Really?
- Yes, really. Let's stop this.

No, no, I mean, really,

y-you're telling me I can come back?

Because that's something you
tell a person you kicked out,

not someone who left.

We had a fight over a case.

That's not a reason to leave.

And yet I did, so I guess it is.

Okay. You're still mad. I get it.

I'm not.

If I were, we'd know
exactly how this would go.

We'd fight, and eventually,
I'd say I'm sorry

so we could go back to normal

because it's my role
and how it has to be...

always on your terms.

You want me to say I'm sorry?
I will. I am.

Just come home, okay?

Home?

That's not my home, Al.

I never wanted to live
in your parents' place.

I wanted us to get our own apartment.

But you always decide
what's good for everyone,

even if it's not what
they want... or what I wanted.

You didn't know what you wanted.

- You liked me deciding.
- I know.

So it's really not fair
for you to resent me for it.

I know, but I do.

We are not going to break up
over an insider-trading case.

That's ridiculous.

No, we're gonna break up
because you won it with a move

you would never think of pulling
on someone you liked...

or respected.

But I'm a good lawyer, Al.

And I don't want to be
second chair to you

the rest of my life.

And if I stay,
we both know that I would be.

♪

- Okay, then.
- Yeah.

So... if I left anything
in the apartment...

Just me.

♪

Our freedoms are being tested

like few times before in our history...

freedom of speech, to express ideas,

to feel safe from people who disagree.

My client, Carl Clarke,

looks like he'd have
some ideas I don't much like.

"Can't judge a book
by its cover," they say.

Well... [Scoffs] why not?

If Carl Clarke uses his body
to advertise ideas

we might find repugnant,
why can't I judge him?

Because...

in this courtroom,
we judge facts, not ideas.

The fact is, the U.S. Attorney
brought witnesses

who did not see Carl Clarke fire a gun.

They saw Carl Clarke look like
someone who would fire it,

and their brain decided
[Snaps fingers] he did.

Even though he looks
just like dozens of other people

at that rally who could've fired it

and looks nothing like
some others we've seen

who had at least as much
reason and opportunity

to fire it as he did.

The fact is, the government

brought no one
who saw Carl Clarke fire a gun

because he did not fire one.

And there is no evidence that he did.

Carl Clarke is someone who,
if we believe his own words,

judges others
on the color of their skin...

on how they look.

So maybe it feels fair
to judge him the same way.

But if you consider
only the evidence against him,

you cannot convict him of this crime.

Because locking someone up
for how he looks

or what you think of his ideas,

that is not how America works.

Not my America.

The winning judgment

in Ms. Ledesma's discrimination suit.

And on time. I know you appreciate that.

[Clears throat] Not amused.

Fine. But I got her justice.

Guess you think that was wrong, huh?

No, not at all.

But what about that one over there?

She just spent 10 minutes yelling at me

about not taking her filing

'cause the names on it were spelled
wrong. Go get her some justice.

But my advice... if this is
your new business model,

don't plan on getting much sleep,

because there are people
in here every day upset

'cause they screwed up and want
to blame someone else...

me, usually.

If we start bending deadlines,
do we start bending laws, too,

for really good excuses?

And who decides? You?

No, not you,

because there's already
a person who decides that,

and that person is me.

I felt really bad about turning
that woman of yours away.

I truly did.

But I would do it again,
because if I didn't do my job,

you wouldn't be able to do yours.

So... you're welcome.

♪

[Smacks lips] Oops!

Now it's late.

Come back tomorrow.

[Elevator bell dings]

♪

[Exhales deeply]

[Elevator doors close]

I left a case on your desk.

Yeah?

Yeah, that gun-possession case
was kind of small, I know.

I figured you could handle
a bigger challenge.

Absolutely.

What's the case?

Tariff violations on textile imports.

And not just woven fabrics... wool.

All kinds... cashmere, merino...

- [Elevator bell dings,
- doors open]

...mohair.

Give my best to your mom.

♪

No one's moving. There must be
a train stopped somewhere.

Oh, I'm not waiting in that.
Let's get a drink.

We'll make it to the game
by the top of the second.

♪

Delap: And that's why it's so significant

that we've caught Dr. Charles Rollins,

a key figure in one of
the world's largest

opioid-trafficking operations,

and taken him and his drug
trade off our streets.

The Southern District of New York

continues to be at the forefront

in fighting this devasting epidemic.

Well, that's Delap for you.

Most dangerous place in New York City...

between the United States
Attorney and a TV camera.

You dodged a bullet.

Now he's the face of another
Draconian, self-defeating war...

I'm a big boy. I don't need the credit.

Neither of those statements is true.

[Laughing] Okay.

Fine. I know I'm never
getting it from Delap.

10-to-1 your Dr. Rollins makes a deal,

goes to some minimum-security facility

for a few years for drug trafficking.

Meanwhile, the slave
he kept locked up gets what?

Deported?

Give me some credit, huh?

We're working on this.

So, you want me to what?

Support an application for a U-visa?

Or should we hash it over
at midnight outside my place?

Your Honor, Ms. Elata wants to go home,

and believe me when I say, we
don't want to go back to yours.

We're asking Main Justice
to allocate some of the money

seized from Dr. Rollins
to go to Ms. Elata.

If you were to recommend it

during the forfeiture proceeding,

it would go a long way.

How much?

$5 million.

[Chuckles]

Now, this would've been worth
interrupting my dinner.

Mr. Lang. Here you go.

Oh. Thank you.

Good night.

[Door opens, bell jingles]

You're back early.

Slow day?

- [Door closes]
- Not exactly.

- I won a trial.
- [Lock clicks]

Got my client off.

So, that's a good day, yes?

My client was a white supremacist.

I don't think he did this crime,
but he wishes he did.

Still might someday.

Now he's free.

In Idleb, your mother has
a relative, Hanan.

Second or third cousin... I forget which.

Construction manager.

Refused to approve an unsafe project.

But someone important
in the government was behind it.

They pulled her from a grocery store,

shocked her with electric cables,

beat, and tortured her

'til she confessed to a bribe
she never took.

No lawyer, no trial.

Judge didn't care if she had
bruises all over her face.

Three years in prison,
which... believe me...

was worse than the confession.

You won a trial because you had a trial.

[LOLO's "Not Gonna
Let You Walk Away" plays]

♪ Ooh ooh-ooh ooh-ooh ♪

♪ Ooh ooh ooh ooh-ooh ♪

Well, that played out pretty well.

So, you can say it now.

I'm a good lawyer.

I'm deciding whether
to offer a C1C agreement

on two bank robberies, and unless
you have evidence, I'm busy.

♪ Why am I always high
when you show up? ♪

♪ Sometimes your lover can be a friend ♪

♪ Sometimes lovers need to start again ♪

♪ Maybe I need to start giving up ♪

♪ If you wanna keep the diamonds
that you bought me ♪

♪ You can have them ♪

♪ Ooh ooh ooh ooh-ooh ♪

- [Chuckles]
- ♪ Not gonna let you walk away

♪ Ooh ooh ooh ooh-ooh ♪

♪ Not gonna let you walk away ♪

[Door unlocks]

Hey! I'm home!

♪ Well, you win one,
and then you lose 'em ♪

♪ And you can tiptoe
around every problem ♪

♪ We gave hospitality to the pain ♪

♪ Just be man enough
to say you were wrong ♪

♪ I don't expect you to change ♪

[Knocks]

♪ Ooh ooh ooh ooh-ooh ♪

♪ Not gonna let you walk away ♪

♪ Ooh ooh-ooh ooh-ooh ♪

♪ Without saying you're sorry ♪

♪ Ooh ooh ooh ooh-ooh ♪

♪ Without saying you're sorry

♪ Oh, but I'm not
gonna let you walk away ♪

♪ Ohh, ohh ♪

♪ Without saying you're sorry

♪ Ooh ooh ooh ooh-ooh ♪

♪ Ooh ooh-ooh ooh-ooh ♪

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