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Previously on Rogue...

If you wanted to kill me, I'd
have been dead an hour ago.

Jesus!

You brought me here
to talk you out of it.

A white, wealthy attorney
named Martin Stein

killed Talia Freeman.

Holy fuck.

I want libel complaints prepared
against the DEA taskforce,

I want Special Agent Harper
Deakins named specifically.

Stein is suing both the task force
and the three of us individually.

I am going to bury her

and you're going to help me do it.

So what dirt did you give him?

Bunch of shit about Jack,

the drug bust.

I'm trying to get on his good side,

- to help you.
- And I'm supposed to believe you?

So you think Greg sent him?

I don't know, do you?

Yeah, I do.

Jen, get me Greg Barrett's home address.

And don't worry about coming in today.

Greg is dead.

He was tortured to death, Mia.

Who's comin' after you?

I know what everyone
does and says and thinks.

And that is worth hundreds
of millions of dollars.

I will split it with you
50-50 right down the middle.

You didn't have a choice.

It was either him or us.

No. I had a choice.

To some in this city, the name
Talia Freeman elicits no reaction.

Her death does not resonate
with any significance.

They wouldn't think to ask
a professor such as myself

or a man of God such as Pastor Tunde

to comment on the life
and circumstances of

this young, vibrant,
beautiful black woman.

To some, Talia Freeman does not warrant

a moment of consideration.

Yet to others,

her death is a cause for sadness.

It's a source of great
frustration and anger

and violence.

I myself have been a
part of this violence.

I've encouraged and provoked it.

I've witnessed, up
close, the fruit it bears.

Which is why I've asked
to speak to you all today,

to share my message.

The fruit is rotten.

I was wrong.

I've come at it wrong.

And upon careful consideration,
I've come at it wrong again.

Some may say that's human.

But today I stand before you,

as I've stood before many
like you many times in the past

to say in this city, in this community,

in this church

amongst friends and
family of Talia Freeman

that her death must
be a call for change.

Yes!

Romans 12:14.

"Bless those who persecute you,"

"bless and do not curse."

So let us all look within ourselves at
this time of great difficulty and grief,

let us look within ourselves

and do not be overcome by evil,

but overcome evil with good.

- Hallelujah.
- Amen.

We're back with Larry Brown,

former Lincoln Park
high school principal

currently running for head of
the Illinois Education Council.

Now, Larry, you've been telling me

that there's a huge disparity between

the funding for inner city schools...

Thank you.

In comparison with their
white suburban counterparts.

Is that correct?

Miranda, let's not beat around the bush.

I wanna do an interview with her.

Now, you realize the governor has
challenged you on this many times.

Seriously?

I am going to sit down
with the most vitriolic,

gutter-spitting, white
man-hating TV journalist

in the city of Chicago.

Marty, I don't think
that's such a good idea.

I'm gonna get out ahead of
this mea culpa, come clean,

and I'm gonna answer
every goddamn question

she can think of to throw at me.

You sure you're in a
position to do that?

Set it up.

Help me with the blinds.

- We gonna be safe here?
- For now.

I'll get someone to reinforce the door.

I feel so drained.

Here. Drink this. It
will make you feel better.

You done this before?

What do you think, Mia?

I think that if I close my
eyes I'm gonna see his face.

Maybe you should take a shower.

Make you feel better.

Thank you for helping me.

Mrs. Freeman.

Mr. Dinard. How are you both?

- Oh, getting by, Doctor, thank you.
- Furn, ma'am.

Just call me Furn.

I hope my speech didn't cause
any undue heartache this morning.

They were good words you spoke.

I appreciate you saying so.

- Would you mind if we talk for a moment?
- About what?

Well, I know it's not exactly
the right setting, but, um,

I just wanted to assure you,

even though the legal
system may have failed you

that there are other
ways to seek justice.

Justice.

Look, that recording isn't gonna hold
up under scrutiny in a criminal trial.

But the burden of proof in a
civil case is much more reasonable.

So wait a minute, wait.

You want us to sue Marty
Stein, that's what you saying?

No, I believe that Mrs.
Freeman is the next of kin

- so that decision is ultimately hers to make.
- Okay.

Excuse me, Doctor.

It seemed to me that you were preaching
forgiveness not 20 minutes ago.

- Thank you.
- I'm not a preacher, ma'am.

I'm not a preacher but
what I do know is the law.

And I know that this city is not served

by young black men and women creating

a spectacle out of
frustration and hatred.

But that doesn't mean we can't
pursue other avenues of recompense.

In fact, I believe that a victory, if...

If we can call it that
under this situation,

a victory over Marty Stein

in a court of law would be a
valuable symbol for this community.

While I appreciate
that, the fact remains

that I don't have means
for such an action.

Well, in addition to my
professorship at Avaratia University,

I'm also a practicing lawyer.

And I'd be more than happy
to offer my legal services..

I'm sure you would.

Pro bono, of course.

Well, I appreciate your offer,

especially from a man of your esteem...

My esteem is irrelevant.

What you need is a pit bull.

A bulldog. Someone who's gonna go
head to head against Marty Stein.

And that's you?

Hell, I work with Marty.
I know his weaknesses.

- Hmm.
- Look.

Promise me you'll give it
some serious consideration.

I will. I promise.

- All right.
- Come on.

Let me take it.

Let me consider this.

I thought you had someone
to do that for you.

I do. I don't know how she'd
react to the recent escalation.

But would you like some help?

Yeah, sure. Here you go.

- It's weird.
- What?

There's nothing here.

Betsy, is he around?

Yeah, I need a favor.

- Anyone else?
- I think that's it.

- You think?
- I don't know.

What, you think I kept a file

of all the people Marty
had me watching out for?

Stashed in Lowry's
office for safekeeping?

All right, forgive
me if I'm not familiar

with the rules of the
dirty cop manifesto.

Rule number one, no paper trail.

He never wrote anything down. Ever.

Rule number two,
discard all common sense.

It's everyone I can think of right now.

All right, we'll have
my team do a preliminary

work up. See if any
of these places flag.

And if they don't?

You look hard enough,
everyone's got something.

These aren't dumb little bangers, Deaks.

These are Fortune 500 companies
with a shitload of money at stake.

They know how to keep their mouths shut.

And I know eventually
someone's gonna get tired of us

poking around in their business.

Like you said, there's a
shitload of money at stake.

Can I have some water, please?

You're doing fine.

Yeah, you're not letting
me answer any questions.

Could I have some water, please?

Can somebody bring a
bottle of water, please?

Thank you.

Back in five, four, three...

Welcome back.

We're here with Marty Stein,

who says I'm not giving
him a chance to answer

why he killed Talia Freeman.

We've all heard the recording, Marty.

Really? 'Cause you're
not acting like it.

- Are you saying it isn't you?
- Yes, I'm saying it isn't me,

I'm saying I did not kill Talia Freeman.

I know how the media
is trying to portray me

but the fact of the matter is
I did not kill Talia Freeman.

Portraying you as a man who refuses
to answer a straight question.

I'm answering a straight question.

I'm answering it in a
straight manner as we speak.

If you'd look at the
statements that I've made...

- Is that you on the recording?
- Yes.

- Yes?
- Yes.

She attacked me and I
was defending myself.

- Defending yourself?
- Yes.

I went over there to talk
about her plea bargain,

it was not good news, it did
not go well, she got very upset,

she hit me and I left.

Are you sure you didn't get
a few good shots in there?

Wow. You know what, Miranda, that
is uncalled for and it is not funny.

It really isn't funny.

As soon as I felt threatened, I left.

Talia Freeman was barely 90
pounds. That's about as threatening

- as my golden retriever.
- Didn't want the situation to escalate.

I left as soon as I possibly could.

Oh, you mean you fled the scene?

I mean I left as soon
as I possibly could...

You know what, Miranda, you
can spin this however you like.

The fact of the matter remains

I was not there when Talia was killed.

- So say you.
- Yes, so says I.

So says the Cook County court.

You know, my understanding is that that

evidence was thrown
out on a technicality.

Well, your understanding is limited

and that doesn't surprise me.

The fact of the matter is
the entire case was thrown out

because the evidence was insufficient,

it was illegally obtained
and it was totally fabricated.

This entire thing is a rail road job

perpetrated by a small
group of individuals

who would rather see me behind bars

than standing in court against
them, defending my clients.

Like you defended Talia?

Talia Freeman's death was a tragedy.

Her life...

Was very difficult, she had a very

troubled life, a very troubled

past and a very troubled present and

she was involved with some
not very pleasant people

and very sadly that caught up with her.

Are you saying you know who killed her?

I'm saying that I am deeply,

deeply saddened and very
sorry for her passing.

But I'm not responsible for it.

- How did I do?
- You were great.

Well, that must have
been difficult for you.

Oh, you know, the truth
is sometimes painful.

And how would you know?

How've you been, Furnell?

- Busy.
- So, we've heard.

Gonna be a tough act to follow up there.

Oh, come on, you've
always been a good actor.

I learned from the best, now, didn't it?

That you did. Remind
me, why did I let you go?

Couldn't afford me anymore?

Didn't like being a hatchet man anymore.

I'm still a hatchet man.

I just turned my edge onto bigger trees.

Well, come back.

Firm's a different place
now. Much more suited

to someone of your...

Skill set.

Nah. I'm not for sale.

Well, that's not true. You just
don't have anything that I want.

Or, at least, you won't,
once all this is behind us.

You spent a lot of years
doing my dirty work.

I sure hope you don't
end up on the wrong end.

I appreciate that, Marty. But
we have other considerations now.

Gotta protect the brand.

You understand, right?

Well, I guess all that's left
to say is "Good luck," so...

Good luck.

Surprised at you,
Miranda. Well, really not.

Entertaining this guy's brand
of irresponsible demagoguery.

Actually, I influenced the
brand even before you did, Marty.

Oh, yeah, how's that?

We used to co-chair the Civil Rights
Union out of Fairgate University.

Ready for you, Furn.

Hey!

Let's grab some dinner when
this is all over with, huh?

I didn't know they knew each other.

That's him. Get down, will you?

- Marty fill you in?
- No. You shouldn't either.

- There a problem?
- No problem.

Just don't give a shit.

Is that why you're
working for both sides?

You got stuff? 'Cause I gotta get back.

There you go. I need
these fingerprints IDed.

This time-sensitive?

Isn't everything?

- That your cell?
- You got it.

Give me a couple hours.

Need to speak with your manager.

Is there a problem?

Agent Deakins, DEA.

Emile. I am the owner.

We're just gonna take
a quick look around.

This is a court order
for the immediate stoppage

of all work in your kitchen.

Under what justification?

Health code violations.

Health code?

I don't understand, we passed our
health inspection only last month.

We spoke to your inspector.

He said he may have
overlooked a few infractions

in exchange for some
monetary considerations.

I'm calling my lawyer.

You might want to hold off on that.

And why is this?

Because your lawyer, Marty Stein,

is the reason I'm here.

It's not very busy.

Excuse me?

This is quite the prime location.

You must have some serious overhead.

I'm calling Marty.

See, we start to get lawyers involved,

start digging around...

Someone might think to
wonder how a place like this

has stayed in business for so long.

Might get the idea
to open up your books.

What the hell is this?

It's just a friendly stop-by for now.

City'll send another inspector

in a couple of weeks
for your reassessment.

In the meantime, you
might wanna talk to me

about Marty Stein

and the exact nature of his
involvement in your business.

Got any nines?

Mom, he's cheating.

Wouldn't be the first time.

Smelling good in there.

Course it does,

you've been eating peanut butter
and toast three meals a day.

Can't help it. I like routine.

What you like is a
woman taking care of you.

No, what I like is
you taking care of me.

Careful now, you're
gonna start something.

Maybe I wanna start something.

See, now there's a routine
I'm more familiar with.

Uh-huh.

I'm serious. Been
thinking a lot about it.

Well, do yourself a favor and
put your mind to something else.

I've been thinking a
little bit about that too.

- Oh, you have, have you?
- I have.

Marlon?

- The game.
- Oh.

That's right. Um...

Uh, got any jacks?

I just wanted to just
talk to you, you know?

Um... I'm tired.

I've been... I've been about
that life since I was E's age.

And I've lost everything.

Talia's dead.

All my money is gone.

You're gone.

What are you gonna do instead?

I don't know.

Something new. Something good.

Maybe you can help me figure that out?

- Set the table.
- Okay.

- All right.
- All right.

- What do we got?
- Got any kings?

- Oh, man. You got me.
- Yes!

What's this?

Read it, will you?

Uh... It's an arrest report.

Uh... Coke bust

for a Jack Glencoe.

Who's Jack Glencoe?

He runs a community
center on the south side.

So what? Half those
guys are ex-addicts.

Why the hell else would you
spend your life teaching juvies

to play kickball for $25,000 a year?

The arrest was never filed.

Mr. Glencoe was let go.

Marty, I don't understand
what you're saying.

Jack Glencoe was dating
a certain DEA agent

named Harper Deakins

at the time of his arrest.

And you think she
stepped in on his behalf?

Oh, I know for a fact she
stepped in on his behalf.

Oh, yeah? How's that?

Do I have to do all your work for you?

Go. When you do a little bit of
digging on your own, who knows?

Maybe, just maybe,

you might find out something more.

So what happened to him?

Well, my dad had his
heart broken when he was 25

and never got over it.

So, he settled for my mother.

Always thought he could do better.

And one day he just got
tired of lying about it.

Hey, didn't your friend say

he'd take about two
hours to get those prints?

What about you, Mia? Hmm?

I was the golden child, of course.

Mmm, of course.

Smartest, prettiest, fastest...

Fastest, huh?

I was a runner in
college. The 200 and 400.

Mmm, wow, I'm impressed.

You still close with your dad?

I was, yeah, after college.

Used to go visit him in his
little trailer in the Keys.

- Used to?
- He died a few years back.

Hmm, I'm sorry.

Yeah. Lung cancer.

I still remember the
last time I saw him.

He was so skinny.

You could see the ribs
popping through his shirt.

I couldn't handle it. So...

Told him that we were out of bourbon

and that I was gonna go get some more...

Then I spent the next 45
minutes sobbing in my car

in a Walmart parking lot.

Then, when I got back he was gone.

Still sitting there, lit
cigarette in his mouth

not even halfway burnt.

I've been thinking a lot about that
in the past two weeks, you know...

I mean, one minute you're here,
the next minute you're gone.

Were you expecting someone?

- Yeah.
- It's Finnegan.

It's the cop, Mia. Uh, go in
the bedroom and wait, will ya?

You expecting someone else?

I thought you said you were gonna call.

Better not to do this
stuff over the phone.

Wow.

So, what do you got?

Prints belong to Gary Keyes. K-E-Y-E-S.

Huh. You got an address?

No. There's nothing in the system.

So, they took prints

but they didn't take
any other information,

is that what you're trying to say?

No, no. They took it down, they
just didn't put in the system.

Sometimes other agencies,
they get involved, they step in

and they, uh, make a little
interference if the guy is somebody.

So, undercover, witness
protection? What are you thinking?

I don't know. Maybe's
he's got good friends.

What the fuck you asking me for?

You, don't know? Okay, thank you.

It's a nice place.

Yeah, I like it.

Guess crime pays.

You would know, pal.

Mia.

- Mia.
- Yeah.

Would you do me a favor and
search Gary Keyes, please?

- Is that our guy?
- Yes.

There's still not really much on him.

Fucking guy's a ghost.

Uh, it says here that he worked at
a place called Parker Hershorn...

Mmm-hmm.

That doesn't really make sense.
I mean, he's an accountant.

No, he's an actuary.

Oh, I'm sorry, my
mistake. He's an actuary.

That is why he was trying to kill us.

No, he wasn't trying to kill
us, he was trying to kill you.

That's great. Thank you.

Parker Hershorn is, uh... Does
that name ring a bell to you?

- No.
- You sure?

Yes, I'm sure.

But what the hell does it
matter? I mean, really, Ethan,

what is your angle here?

That Gary finished up his spreadsheets

and then they sent him
over here to blow me away?

You done?

Look, I'm sorry, but I
don't know what to think.

Okay. Search Parker Hershorn.

And find me some dirt,
someone in the HR department.

And then, uh, we should
get you some new clothes.

What are you doing here?

Hey, I know you've had
a crazy couple days.

I figured you might forget to eat.

So, I just brought you some Ricobene.

I don't really have
time for this right now.

Sorry, I'll take it. I'll go.

If you don't have time, I
don't mean to interrupt...

May I join you, please?
There's two in there.

Thank you.

Mmm.

Thank you.

How are you?

Robert Zarem and this is my associate...

Natalie Gorbachov.

We're with the IRS. Mack Nemoy, please.

Okay, sure. Just one moment.

Hi. Uh, can Mack come up
to the front? It's urgent.

- He'll be right up. Please, take a seat.
- Thanks.

Can I get you something to drink?

- Uh, water. Sparkling, please.
- I'm fine. Thank you.

I knew you guys did
house calls, but Jesus.

Hmm. Well, we're sorry
for the inconvenience

but we're here to collect on 941 tax.

Look, Mack, I don't think I need
to tell you how serious this is.

Well, I knew I owed, but
it wasn't that much, was it?

Well, it's $150,000 plus interest

and penalties.

- Wait a minute.
- Look.

In the 22 years that
I've been doing this,

guys like yourself that
are evading paying taxes

usually have something to hide.

Gambling, drugs, sometimes worse.

I don't have it.

So, what are we gonna do?

I'll tell you what we'll do.
There's a guy here at your firm

that owes a lot of money as well.

We would like some
information about him.

His name's Gary Keyes.

I don't think I can do that.

You sure?

What are you looking for?

Well, he's not in the
office today and, uh,

myself and Miss Gorbachov

would like to, uh, speak with
him. We'd like his address.

You do that, and...

I'll knock down some penalties for you.

I mean, I don't know what I
can do really but I'll try.

How's that sound?

Miss Gorbachov, huh?

It was the first thing
that popped into my head.

It worked, didn't it?

Yes, it did. You did all
right. You did all right.

- Well, thank you.
- You're welcome.

So where do we go now?

I was gonna drop you back at my place.

It would be more fun
if you took me with you.

Okay. Let's go find out who
Gary Keyes is, Miss Gorbachov.

You the foreman of this site?

I am.

Got a court order here for you to halt

construction in this
location, immediately.

I don't mean to put
this indelicately, ma'am,

but do you have any idea
whose building this is?

Order names an Angelo Becerra.

Uh-huh.

So you can give him a call.

Are you sure you want me to do that?

Positive.

Okay.

And make sure to tell
him his friend Marty Stein

is responsible for holding up his
half-billion dollar development.

- Marlon.
- Hi, Betsy.

Is Marty home?

Uh, I think he's at a lunch actually...

Why don't you cut the shit?

I saw his car pull in.

Look...

I'm coming in peace.

I'm just here to talk.

Could you let him know that I'm here?

Okay.

Marty. Marty. Marlon's here.

It's okay. I'll be just down the hall.

You shouldn't be here.

Coming in peace, man.

Your auntie slapped me with a
wrongful death suit just this morning.

I ain't got nothing to do with that.

Uh-huh.

I need a loan, Marty.

Why? Washington's legal
fees too expensive for you?

Well, actually,

he hates you so much, he's
gonna do this one for free.

What do you need a loan for?

I got a connect.

He's gonna set me up with a
package, get me back on my feet.

But I need the cash up front.

Go to Ordonez.

No. Not this time. I'm getting out.

- Getting out? Getting out of what?
- Everything.

This is my last deal, Marty.

I don't wanna owe Ordonez or no one.

I'mma take the package, turn it around,

make some living money, then I'm gone.

Except me. You don't mind owing me.

Marty, this is reparation.

This is the price of letting you live.

This is how you make it right.

And if I say no?

You know what? All right.

- Good.
- I have some conditions though.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.

You're gonna make a
statement, a public statement.

You're gonna tell the
world how much I loved Talia

and how much Talia loved me

and how I would never, ever,
not in a million years hurt her.

The people that you wanna influence

don't care about what I have to say.

Nevertheless.

What else?

You're gonna tell your
auntie to drop the lawsuit.

That's not my place to do that.

Make it your place.

I need the cash, today.

I'll have it delivered.

Okay.

- Marlon.
- What?

When you change your
mind about all this stuff,

let me know.

- That's weird.
- What?

She doesn't look like a woman
whose husband is missing.

Maybe she's used to him not coming home.

- Why don't you stay here?
- But I want to go with you.

Keep an eye out.

Hands up.

U.S. Marshals, put
your hands on your head.

Hands on your head, now.

Turn around and back towards me, slowly.

Cuff him.

Got him.

- Hey.
- Where is she?

She's right over here.

Uh-huh.

You in charge?

- Harper Deakins.
- Angelo Becerra.

- Pleasure.
- Can we talk in private?

I've been calling around about you.

I'm sure you have better things
to do than waste your time on me.

My thoughts precisely.

What have you heard?

Oh, they say

you are giving the friends of
Marty Stein a difficult time.

- Is that so?
- Yes.

They did not say it so politely.

Well, I appreciate you
cleaning it up for me.

I have a trade to offer you.

- A trade?
- You call off your dogs,

I'll give you want you want.

Deanston Finance.

You might wanna write that
down so you don't forget it.

I think I can remember two words.

- What do they do?
- Commodities. Hedge funds.

You want to know how Marty
Stein makes his money?

You take a closer look
at Deanston Finance

and his friend Greg
Barrett who runs the thing.

And what'll I find?

Well, perhaps

they've been doing a little
too well for a little too long.

If this doesn't pan out

I will be back in all nine
of your Cook County projects.

Yes, yes.

- Betsy.
- What's wrong?

I don't know what crazy,
stupid son of a bitch

designs a remote with 700 buttons,

not one of which says

- "Watch TV."
- Let me.

Welcome back.

We're here with Marty Stein,

who says I'm not giving
him a chance to answer

why he killed Talia Freeman.

We've all heard the recording, Marty.

Really? 'Cause you're
not acting like it.

Are you saying it isn't you?

Could I get some more water, please?

Oh.

- Is that you on the recording?
- Yes.

Yes?

Oh, my God.

- They recut it.
- What?

They're doing a hatchet
job, those motherfuckers.

They recut the whole goddamn thing.

- They can't do that.
- Yeah, well, they're doing it.

- Sue them.
- Yeah.

Talia Freeman was barely 90
pounds. That's about as threatening

- as my golden retriever.
- Didn't want the situation to escalate.

I left as soon as I possibly could.

Oh, you mean, you fled the scene?

Can I have some more water, please?

Oh, my God. This is a catastrophe.

Oh, my God.

I spoke with Dr. Furnell Washington,

a civil liberties lawyer,

Avaratia University professor,

and former colleague of Marty Stein.

Do you believe him?

Well, the truth is, we may never
know what happened in that room.

I don't... I don't... I
don't fucking believe this.

I don't believe it!

Again and again all over this country.

Are you saying this attack
was racially motivated?

Okay, yeah, here it comes.
Bring it on! Bring it on!

I don't know, Miranda, but...

What I do know is that as long
as the establishment closes ranks

to protect the Marty
Steins of this world,

we're never gonna get any answers

and nothing is ever gonna change.

You motherfucker. You motherfucker.

What?

Marty, you need to get down here.

Why? What's going on?

Miranda leaked the interview
to Gaffney this afternoon.

What?

Yeah. The partners think
the blowback's gonna be bad

so they want to get out in front of it.

He's called a vote to
terminate your partnership.

When?

It's happening right now.

I'm sorry. They must've known
I'd call you, they didn't tell me.

Great. That's just fucking great.

I don't fucking believe this shit.

- Marlon.
- Famous.

Cash, nigga.

Where's my package?

Safe.

Wait. So, you expecting
me to give my end up first?

Maybe I just

blow a hole in your motherfucking
skull and take your shit.

The last time you tried that,
how'd that work out for you?

All right.

Cheeky motherfucker,
man. Give me that shit.

I gotta count, homie.

Oh, yeah, when you learn how to do that?

Yo, five-o, man.

Fuck, I'm standing with this shit.

- Federal agents!
- Don't you fucking move!

Get on the ground!

- Shit.
- Get down!

Got him!

Drop your weapon!

- Drop your weapon, Mr. Dinard.
- Fuck.

Turn around.

Interlock your hands behind your head.

On your knees.

A couple false starts, but I
knew we'd get you eventually.

Call my lawyer.

I know you have a vote
to cast so I'll be brief.

Some of you have been
waiting a long time for this.

See my ass get kicked
out, middle of the gutter.

I can't say I'm surprised by that.

Look, I'm not gonna sit here
and make excuses for that

incendiary misrepresentation
of an interview.

That's not what this is about.

I know that, everybody here knows that.

Some of us have been together
here... What, Sam? Maybe 30 years.

So...

We all know it's not my good name

and reputation that has
kept me in this seat.

Shit, some people have said
that I am personally responsible

for giving all lawyers a bad name.

No, that's not what this is
about. This is about value.

This is about pluses and
minuses. This is a spreadsheet.

Mine is on full display at the
moment, for better or for worse.

But let's not kid ourselves.

Everyone in this room

has check marks on both
sides of that ledger.

And guess what,

I know each and every one of them.

Why? Because that's what
I do. That is my business.

That is my value. And
that's what this is about.

That's what it should be about.

Any questions? Any
comments? Any litigation?

Good.

I'll leave you to it.

I got a connect.

He's gonna set me up with a
package, get me back on my feet.

But I need the cash up front.

Go to Ordonez.

Is this the whole thing?

He agrees to the loan?

What do you think the
whole thing means, huh?

You did well.

I don't fucking feel well right now.

At all.

Come on, bankrupting Marty Stein's

gotta bring a little smile to your face.

Yeah, you don't know Marty.

This Federal Asset Forfeiture shit,

that's some fucked up shit.
I'm telling you right now.

It's not so bad when you're
on the right side of it.

Yeah, lotta things ain't bad

when you're on the right side of it.

You think you can get him on
that conspiracy charge too?

Probably not. It's a pretty
clear cut case of entrapment.

Marty will have no trouble
getting out of it. But we...

We get to seize his money.

All of it.

Well?

It was close.

Only three votes.

Marty, I'm...

I don't even...

What the hell is this?

Marty Stein, I have a
warrant for your arrest.

Get that crap away from me.

Ah, fuck!

Assaulting a federal
agent is a felony, Marty.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be
used against in a court of law.

You have the right to an attorney.

If you can't afford an attorney

one can be provided to you.

Do you understand these rights
as they have been read to you?

Krause just slams him on the desk.

I thought I broke the
poor bastard's ribs.

Deakins?

You guys still going to Edison's?

I'm getting pretty sick of that place.

Whatever. Call me.

- Save me a shot.
- You got it.

Feeling pretty good about yourself, huh?

It's hitting news stands in the morning.

"Corruption in the DEA."

It's a scoop.

It's first one I've ever
read that mentions you.

What?

It says that you used your connections

to get your boyfriend
off on a cocaine charge.

Ex-boyfriend.

Well, I'm sure they'll
correct that in the retraction.

It's a bullshit charge.
The drugs weren't even his.

Okay. I believe you.

Good.

Unfortunately, it's out of my hands.

Internal Affairs takes these
things pretty seriously.

There's gonna be an investigation.

Into what?

Well, I assume they're gonna wanna know

whether this was an isolated incident.

And I foolishly assured
them that it was.

Until then, you're on
administrative leave.

You're kicking me out?

You knew exactly what
you were getting into

when you went after Marty
Stein the way you did.

I only hope you found
what you were looking for.

Well...

Is that it?

That's it.

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