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[tense music playing]

[muffled] Mickey?

Mickey?

[gasps] Help!

[muffled] I need an EMT! I need you to send someone, please!

[screaming] Help! Help!

I'm not gonna leave you. I'm right here. I'm not gonna leave.

[EMT] Male. Mid to late thirties.

[doctor] Check on that flail chest.

Severe bruising of the liver. Deformity to the left arm.

- Pupils are dilated. - I need a CT, stat.

[nurse] Clear this area!

[EMT] One, two...

- [Mickey] Oh fuck! - Push 20 milligrams of morphine.

- [EMT] Yes, Doctor. - [monitor beeping]

Where's that CT?

Coming!

- [beeping continues] - [Mickey grunts]

[doctor 2] Get that line going.

[steady beeping]

[high-pitched ringing]

[train horn blares]

[children laughing, squealing]

[woman, in Spanish] Mickey, be careful!

I don't want you to fall.

He's just like his father.

No matter what, it's never enough. He was always looking for more.

[in Spanish] Look! Mommy!

Mommy!

[Mickey screams]

Hey. Hey. Mick.

- Hey. - [monitor beeping]

You're in the hospital.

Doctor says you're gonna be okay.

They broke your arm, four ribs. Did a number on your liver.

[groans] Is that it?

Can I have some water?

Yeah.

You wanna...

- There you go. - Thanks.

The doctor said you got super lucky.

[in Spanish] It was really scary.

[in Spanish] I know, but I'm here, Mija.

Do you know who it was?

[sighs] Well, I have a pretty good idea. Yeah.

Cafeteria's open if you--

Oh, uh, I can give you a minute.

No, it's okay. I have to get her something to eat.

I love you, honey.

Love you too.

Izzy's been here all night.

She's the one who found you.

I'll be back in a bit, okay?

Thank you.

Well, I know what you're thinking.

[door closes]

The parking garage, again?

Right?

- Good thing meters take Apple Pay now. - Hmm.

How did you find me?

I was worried.

You weren't answering your phone.

Luckily, I AirTagged all the Lincolns. You were on the ground by the car.

When the ambulance got there, you came to for a second,

but all you said was, "Don't call my mother."

[hesitates] You didn't, did you?

[chuckles softly]

Oh, good.

You in pain?

Not really. Not with this stuff.

I'm gonna ask them to take me off of it.

I'm not getting hooked again.

There's only so much pain a person can handle.

They'll wean you off it when it's time.

Oh, no. I'm not taking chances. I...

I can handle a little pain.

Izzy, I'm... [exhales]

I'm sorry you had to be the one to find me like that.

I know how tough that must have been.

It's not that. It's, uh...

You're the only one with keys to my car.

I know.

I haven't slept since this happened.

[sighs] Let me guess.

Ray came up with the down payment for the studio?

I couldn't figure out how she did it.

And then

I parked the Lincoln at my house last week.

Keys were on the kitchen counter.

[Mickey, quietly] Hmm.

[Izzy] Someone had to pay her to steal that contract.

It's over now. I kicked her out, and...

I'm sorry.

This wasn't your fault, Izzy.

[Izzy] Of course it was.

You warned me. You saw it, and I couldn't.

Wouldn't.

Maybe Ray stole the contract, but...

[groans] ...I bet it was Henry Dahl who put her up to it.

Dahl?

You sure?

He's the only one who benefits.

You still have the cash Ray gave you?

Yeah, but I'm not gonna keep it.

That's not what I meant. I may need it.

Just, you know, hold onto it.

I need to check his vitals.

I'll come back later.

[suspenseful music playing]

[opening theme music playing]

[door opens]

[Cisco] No rest for the weary?

[groans] I don't have time for a rest. I've got a trial coming up.

There's all these other cases that were piling up before now.

Lorna talked to Tony Walsh about taking over some of them like you said.

- Well, he's gonna have to take some more. - Yeah.

It's all right. He'll be happy.

He's been hounding me ever since the Elliott case.

Well, at least you're starting to look like Mickey Haller again.

Less like a reject from Fight Club.

Could you tell my doctor that? Maybe she'll let me out of here.

Otherwise, I'm gonna lose my mind.

Mick, there's a lot of things I'd do for you,

but that doctor reminds me of my third grade teacher.

We used to call her Evil Miss Leavel.

Yeah. Where are we with Alex Grant?

Nowhere yet, but I was thinking.

Whoever jumped you

must have known about the newly-installed security cameras in the garage.

Cops find anything yet?

They're not going to.

These two detectives came to talk to me. Friends of Lankford.

I don't think they're even trying to solve this case.

Those guys were professionals, Cisco.

They didn't touch my nose. They've left my cojones alone.

They weren't trying to kill me. It's a message. Had to be Grant.

If you're shouting from the rooftops that we're trying to subpoena him,

it's not hard for him to put two and two together.

He doesn't want us connecting him to Bondurant's murder.

That part makes sense.

What's weird is how they ambushed me

while I was looking for a contract that Henry Dahl stole out of my Lincoln.

You think that Dahl and Alex Grant are connected?

- And I need you to prove it. - [door opens]

Hey! I come bearing French dips from Phillipe's.

Do not worry. I got you the lamb.

[Mickey] Ooh.

Nice.

[groans]

Thank you, Lorna.

The food here is enough to put you in the hospital

if you weren't already in the hospital.

Hospitals make me so nervous.

They smell funny, and there are ghosts everywhere.

I also got you that agua fresca from the truck on Sunset,

and I grabbed you a cannoli from Pinocchio's.

I'm gonna give you a raise. Also, I owe you an apology.

I said some things that night I shouldn't have.

No, Mickey, we both said things we shouldn't have said.

- I think you've been punished enough. - Yeah.

But about that raise. How much were you thinking?

You might wanna add a zero when you hear about the other present I brought for you.

What, you have a lobster in your purse?

[Lorna] Even better.

You know how Cisco was saying the reason Alex Grant can stay in hiding

is because of all his money?

Guy owns property everywhere. Just goes from one spot to another.

Never has to come up for air.

Well, it occurred to me that maybe money is also his Achilles heel.

I did a bit of digging into his personal life.

Turns out even gangsters have social media.

And?

- And Alex Grant is an art collector. - [Mickey yelps]

Don't be so surprised. Love of art doesn't discriminate.

No, it's just, uh, you're on my leg.

Oops!

Anyway, Grant is a huge fan of this artist in Europe

who goes by the name of Tinto.

So much so that he has four out of a series of five paintings

Tinto did on the stages of grief.

And he's dying to find the last one.

- Do we know where it is? - [Lorna] No.

Nobody does.

It's called Acceptance, and he made it for his girlfriend

after they had a huge fight as a gesture of...

acceptance.

What exactly does that do for us?

Nothing yet.

We're gonna need some help.

Studies have shown that animal therapy is a crucial component

to helping veterans like myself

overcome PTSD or adjust to disabilities.

We take all major credit cards,

Venmo, PayPal, of course, cash.

I'll make a donation for you.

[upbeat music playing]

You guys mind? Find your own spot.

Isn't this a little pathetic, Sam? Even for you?

My options are kind of limited at the moment.

Did this doggie consent to being used in your scam?

It's my cousin's. I give her 10% of everything I make.

What do you two want anyway?

We're just here to remind you of your outstanding debt.

- [Sam sighs] - Twenty-five grand, plus interest.

Lawyers. They charge you every time you take a breath.

As you can see, I'm in between gigs, but I'm working on it.

Tell Mickey I'm working on it.

What would you say if we were willing to wipe the bill clean?

I'd say, "What do I have to do?"

Right answer.

We need you to build a website. But not just any website.

[suspenseful music playing]

[clicks]

[keys tapping]

[distant sniffling]

[Lorna sighs softly]

You know, when I was a kid,

I used to wait for the popcorn to pop so I could watch a movie.

My mom used to say to me, "A watched pot never boils."

I never knew what she meant.

It's gonna work.

You know, this isn't your fault, Izzy.

Relationships are so complicated.

I thought I was gonna be married to Mickey forever.

[chuckles]

I just think I need to be alone for a while.

I gotta figure out my own life before

I'm with somebody else.

[Lorna] Hey! Maybe that's a good thing, you know?

It is the 21st century.

Women don't have to be in a relationship to live a full life.

You never know what's gonna happen.

It's just...

[computer chimes]

[both gasp]

[cell phone rings]

[Mickey] Talk to me.

[Lorna] It worked. It's going down tomorrow night.

- Is everything ready? - [Izzy] It will be.

All right. Good.

Thank you. Both of you. That's, um...

Uh, look, I gotta call you back.

- Hey. - Hey.

I, um... I made you some chicken soup.

Oh, well, thank you. Just what the doctor prescribed.

[Lisa] I've been worried about you.

- I feel like this is all my fault. - No.

Why is everybody blaming themselves? You have nothing to do with it, Lisa.

Well, do you know who did?

I have a pretty good idea. But never mind that. I'm glad you came.

I'm sorry I waited so long.

I was actually here a few days ago, but your ex-wife was here, so...

- She was just, you know... - Yeah, well, I know.

I mean, of course, she was here. She's your family, Mickey.

I'm glad you have people.

- You're gonna be okay, right? - Good as new.

As soon as I get out of here. I'm not good sitting still, you know?

Well, this soup will hurry the process along.

I promise.

Ooh.

[Sam] Mr. Grant, I presume?

My name is Thomas Carrington.

My firm is representing Tinto in this very, very special offer.

Just so you're aware,

we already have significant interest from our previous guest,

and we're on a very, very tight schedule.

So we should get to it.

This way.

Mr. Grant, welcome. Would you like some champagne?

That's a 2008 Krug Grande Cuvée.

- [dismissive] Yeah. - [cork pops]

All the information needed about the painting is in here.

If it's authentic, it's mine.

Here you are.

Follow me.

[Lorna] I have to say, it is his best work to date.

The brushwork is incredible.

Well, you could have skipped the drama.

Our clients' wishes are our command.

Please allow me to hold your glass while you do the honors.

What the fuck is this?

Alex Grant, you have been served.

Your fingerprints are all over this glass, and the cameras caught everything.

You sure your boss wants to do this?

- This is entrapment. - Entrapment only applies to the police.

You're gonna need that. Directions to the courthouse.

- And you're gonna hear from my lawyer! - We look forward to it.

[Mickey] Oh.

Park Place, where I own a hotel.

- It's your-- - [laughs] Come on.

- How much is-- - Oh, don't even bother.

- What? - You don't have it.

Ooh.

I haven't won one single game since I've been here.

- Because you're in so much pain. - It's cool. I'll let you win the next one.

- You've always been my favorite daughter. - [cell phone chimes]

Give me a second, okay?

So, it worked?

Oh yeah. Although I'm guessing his lawyer will be filing a motion to quash any day.

[Mickey] That's tomorrow's problem.

That could be the least of your problems. The guy's put you in a hospital.

[Mickey] Yeah, well, one thing at a time.

- Is Sam still with you? - [Lorna] Yeah, he's right here.

All right. Put him on.

Always a pleasure doing business.

[Mickey] I appreciate your help.

I just need one more thing. Take down the website.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold on, Mick.

I don't think you're appreciating the magnitude of the opportunity here.

Sam, take it down tonight, or we don't write off the bill.

Fine!

Have it your way.

Thank you.

What was that all about?

Just defending my client.

You know what? I don't wanna know.

- What am I missing? - [Maggie] Nothing.

I think your dad's feeling better. He's more and more himself every day.

[sighs]

Come on. One more game. I've got you this time.

- Are you sure? - Yes.

I'm not leaving this hospital until I win something.

- Hey. - Hey.

- They're finally letting you out of jail? - After I sign a million forms.

Well, here is one more.

As suspected, Grant's lawyer filed a motion to quash the subpoena.

- I'm surprised it took as long as it did. - You sure you're gonna be up for this?

The judge scheduled the hearing for Monday.

Then it's a good thing I'm getting out of here today.

Seriously, maybe we should just file for a continuance.

I'm fine, Lorna. It's time for me to get back to work.

Okay.

So, what's the plan?

Well...

[energetic music playing]

[groans]

Got it?

[Mickey] I got it. Thanks.

- [Mickey groans] - Easy.

You sure you're ready for this?

If you don't watch it, you'll wind up back in there.

Um... [sighs]

I gave in, Izzy.

I want you to hold them so I don't overdo it.

[pensive music playing]

- You sure? - If you're not comfortable, I understand.

No, it's not that. It's just...

You sure you wanna trust me right now?

There's no one I trust more. Come on.

Got my keys?

[Mickey exhales]

Finally.

- What are you doing here? - Come in.

Hey.

You didn't think we'd let you stay here on your own?

We'll stay till you're back on your feet.

Looks like you're in good hands.

Yeah. You wanna stay? I made lasagna. There's plenty.

Thanks, but I'll leave you guys to it. Call me if you need something.

Thank you, Izzy.

[Izzy] Night.

- Can we eat now? I'm starving. - [Mickey groans]

- Sorry, sorry. - Easy.

You okay?

I hope you're hungry too.

Am I hallucinating still?

- Someone, pinch me. - [in Spanish] Let's eat.

[Mickey] Oh!

[Hayley] Mm!

Oh, where did you find this?

[Hayley] Oh, I was looking for extra pillows in the closet.

It was, like, in this big box of old stuff.

It's my father's class ring from law school.

[Hayley] You should wear it.

Nah, it's, uh, not really my style, is it?

I don't know. I think it's super dope. Like, old-school. Literally.

Okay. Come on, people. I actually cooked.

Oh, it smells delicious.

[Hayley] Do you think it could use even more cheese?

Honestly.

You think? Adding cheese to the cheese on the lasagna?

- So much more cheese. - No, I just love the Parmesan.

[upbeat music playing]

Mr. Zimmer, you filed a motion to quash the subpoena

of Mr. Grant in this matter.

It's your hearing.

[Lorna] What's the plan?

Well, Grant's gonna have some heavy hitter charging a thousand dollars an hour.

First thing he'll try to do is close the hearing.

Under these circumstances,

we feel this hearing would more properly be held in chambers.

I don't see why.

The presumption is that court proceedings are always public,

especially since the victim, Mitchell Bondurant,

was a prominent public figure.

I'd love to know what it is Mr. Grant feels he has to hide.

Your Honor, counsel is obviously trying to imply

that my client had some involvement in this tragedy,

which is emphatically untrue.

Mr. Grant is a public figure in his own right.

He has a right to privacy--

So, what, your client deserves special treatment

because he's a big shot?

If your client has nothing to do with this matter, Mr. Zimmer,

then he should be happy to make that clear in the light of day.

[upbeat music continues]

Shall we?

We need this hearing to be very public. Reach out to my guys at the Times.

Tell them to bring as many of their buddies as they can.

Say we'll give them an exclusive.

[cameras clicking]

Mr. Zimmer.

Yes. Uh, Your Honor,

Alex Grant is a respected member of the Los Angeles business community.

He had nothing to do with this crime

and has no relevant testimony to provide about it.

It's clear that Mr. Haller's planning on going on a fishing expedition

to distract from what I'm sure is a very strong case.

- Objection, Your Honor. - Sustained.

Mr. Zimmer, you're going to need a little bit more meat on that bone.

Your Honor, if I may be heard, I would just add

that the People join Mr. Zimmer in this motion.

- Of course you do. - Watch it, Mr. Haller.

There is nothing counsel can achieve here. His only goal is to muddy the waters.

Apologies, Your Honor, but if the court would indulge me

for just five minutes,

I can demonstrate that this witness has testimony to offer,

which is highly relevant to the matter at hand.

Call your witness, Mr. Haller. But I'm watching the clock.

This whole thing depends on putting Grant's reputation on the line.

He needs to feel like the whole city is watching.

Uh, Mr. Grant, you're a contractor. Is that correct?

Yes.

Anyone driving through Los Angeles has seen your name

on countless construction cranes and trailers.

You're quite successful.

I do okay.

The recent commercial real estate boom has been very good for your business?

- Your Honor... - Move it along, Mr. Haller.

To really make him sweat, we need to go after his biggest project.

Is it true that you're in the running to potentially build the Athletes' Village

for the Los Angeles Olympic Games in 2028?

Well, I don't like to get ahead of myself,

but yes, we've made it to the final round of bidding.

[Mickey] Good luck to you.

But that's not a project you were partnering

with the victim in this case, Mitchell Bondurant?

No, it is not.

But you did have a long-standing business relationship with Mr. Bondurant?

He has engaged my firm on a number of projects over the years.

In fact, you built over a dozen properties for Mr. Bondurant.

Commercial, residential--

Objection! Many people worked with Mitchell Bondurant.

I don't know what this has to do with the case.

If you give me a moment, Your Honor, I can demonstrate the relevance.

Now, Mr. Grant, this is an email

that Mitchell Bondurant sent to you on January 10th of this year.

Would you mind reading the highlighted portion?

"If we cannot come to an agreement on terms,

I will have no choice but to pursue this matter

through the appropriate legal channels."

"This includes reporting it to our lenders,

which, as fiduciaries, are required under federal law to rep--

to report any suspicious activity."

Would you explain to the court

what suspicious activity Mr. Bondurant was alluding to?

[cameras clicking]

Once you get him to read the email,

the judge will make him testify, and she'll deny the motion.

Hopefully, but it's possible Grant will plead the fifth rather than risk it.

- And what if he does? - Then we're screwed.

This guy's our straw man.

Without him, we'll lose. We've got no one else to blame this on.

We can't lose him before the trial starts. I need to get him in front of a jury.

[suspenseful music playing]

Would you like me to repeat the question, Mr. Grant?

[cameras clicking]

Your Honor, I'd like to request a recess so that I may confer with my client.

Make it brief, Mr. Zimmer.

You're gambling this entire case on Alex Grant not taking the Fifth?

Are you insane?

[indistinct shouting]

Stop it! Just stop.

It's like going all in with a pair of twos.

Sometimes, Lorna, a pair of twos wins.

Sometimes, a pair of twos loses to, like, a hundred other hands.

This guy wants that Olympics job, Lorna.

Pleading the Fifth in a pretrial hearing will raise a thousand questions.

What is he hiding?

What could be so incriminating

that he would refuse to testify at a trial that he says has nothing to do with him?

That's why we need all the press. I mean, that's one reason.

And the other reason?

[in Spanish] The walls have ears.

Sometimes, I think...

[in Spanish] ...you are sick in the head.

Hmm.

- [indistinct chatter] - [cameras clicking]

Mr. Zimmer, have you and your client conferred sufficiently enough?

[clears throat] Yes.

Your Honor, against the advice of counsel,

Mr. Grant has decided to withdraw his motion.

Now, while he had nothing to do with Mr. Bondurant's death,

he is now aware that that will be made abundantly clear

when Mr. Haller asks him questions at trial.

We apologize for wasting the court's time.

I'll be sure to relay that to the other members of my bowling team.

Very well. We're adjourned.

I'm confused. Is that good for us?

Very.

Mr. Haller, Miss Freemann... My chambers.

Congratulations, Mr. Haller. You caught the car.

Uh, excuse me, Your Honor?

You know, the dog who actually catches the car he's been chasing?

What is he gonna do with it?

[judge] Court appreciates your help, Miss Freemann.

My point, Mr. Haller, is that while one email may have been enough

to goad Mr. Grant into testifying,

it is not enough to prove he is relevant to this case.

And before Miss Freemann sucks any more air out of the room,

let me just say that I will be inclined

to agree with her objections to this witness at trial

unless you connect the dots more thoroughly.

"More thoroughly"?

Find something else to suggest Alex Grant's involvement.

That is, if you want to use this defense at trial. Understood?

Yes, Your Honor. There's a story the jury deserves to hear.

- You have my word. - Let's hope it's a compelling one.

Now, if there's nothing else...

Thank you, Your Honor.

Your Honor.

- Hey. - How'd it go?

We won the battle.

If I can't come up with something else, we might lose the war.

Yeah? Well, maybe this will help.

You were right. There is a connection between Henry Dahl and Alex Grant.

What did you find?

You know Grant has all those shell companies?

One of them is an S Corp named PanMedia. Mainly invested in entertainment projects.

And this guy is the president of that company. David Webber.

Who's David Webber?

He's the executive producer of Henry Dahl's last podcast.

Something called "Skid Row-mance?"

Skid-- Jesus. Great work, Cisco.

So, now what?

[Mickey] Now we use it. Come on.

Hey, Izzy?

[Izzy] Here's the cash Ray gave me.

I wore rubber gloves like you said. Still don't get why though.

If I'm right, Henry Dahl's fingerprints are all over this cash,

which proves he paid Ray to steal that contract.

Can Cisco run the prints?

I don't think it'll come to that. So you know, this money is still yours.

I don't want it.

I'm not giving it back to Henry.

You did nothing wrong, Izzy.

You shouldn't have to pay for someone else's mistake.

[cell phone chimes]

[pensive music playing]

[Izzy] You got water?

[Mickey groans]

[sighs]

Hey. Is there news about the case?

I feel like I've been invited to the principal's office.

[Mickey] That's one way of looking at it, Henry.

Tell me. How much did Alex Grant pay you to have me beaten up in my garage?

What?

Mickey, I don't know Alex Grant. I had absolutely nothing to do with that.

- Are you kidding me? - No, he wouldn't.

You paid my driver's girlfriend two grand for five minutes in my car.

And guess what, Henry?

I've got your fingerprints on the cash to prove it.

[sighs] Oh fuck.

Okay, I took the contract. I'll admit it. But it was so that I could move forward

with this very big deal that is good for all of us.

You motherfucker.

But I had absolutely nothing to do with you getting beat up. Swear to God.

Okay, I don't do violence.

Yeah, maybe not.

Or maybe you don't know you do.

Maybe you don't know you're being played like a fiddle.

Who's David Webber?

- One of my investors. - From what I hear, your biggest investor.

- Fine. What does he have to do with this? - Everything.

I bet it was Webber who gave you the two grand

to pay Ray to steal the contract, wasn't it?

In fact, I bet he was the guy who gave you the 200 grand

to bail Lisa out of jail.

In exchange, what? You feed him information about the case.

Is this true?

- Henry! - [Henry scoffs]

Is this true?

Lisa, $200,000 is a lot of money.

I was trying to help you. It's not a big deal.

- It's not like anybody got hurt. - [Mickey] Really?

Well, news flash, Henry. David Webber works for Alex Grant.

- What? - Yeah, that means so do you.

This isn't about some podcast.

It's about making sure Lisa takes the fall for Mitchell Bondurant's murder.

These guys have been setting her up the whole time.

They've been using you to do it.

- I swear. I didn't know anything about-- - Oh, please.

Either way, your deal with them is over. You work for me now.

You're gonna help us turn the tables on Alex Grant.

- How? - Leave that to me.

Just know that when I call you, I expect you to answer.

Just get the fuck outta here.

[scoffs]

I can't believe this.

[Mickey sighs softly]

You were right about him.

I'm sorry.

I can see the liars coming from a mile away.

I should go. We still have a lot of work to do.

Hayley went to bed?

Yeah. She has that paper due on Monday,

so she wanted to get up early and get started on it.

[Mickey] Wow. This...

- This brings back memories, huh? - [Maggie chuckles]

Good to know some things never change.

You remember the third grade play?

Yeah, Miss Ramini. Hayley loved her.

Yeah. She was Persephone. And that one boy... What was his name?

His dad was a set designer?

Yeah, it was Charlie. With the long hair.

Right? His dad made him those huge wings.

The poor kid couldn't get through the door.

[Mickey laughs]

They could have killed you, Mickey.

Ah, I don't think that was the plan.

What if it was?

- Maggie. - I'm serious.

We've had this conversation over and over again.

You think you're invincible, but you're not.

Maggie, I didn't ask for this, you know? I... I was just doing my job.

There's gotta be another way to do your job.

Safer. More conventional.

[Mickey sighs]

Well, I'm a lot of things but conventional, that's not one of them.

Every time I get a call like that,

I wonder if this is the time you've gone too far?

I couldn't take that, Mickey.

["Miracle Love" playing]

Well, I can try to be more conventional.

Well, not too conventional.

- Ow! - Oh!

[Maggie shushes]

- Hayley's right down the hall. - Yeah, well, I...

♪ Although the answers Will take their time ♪

♪ And the spinning won't stop... ♪

[Mickey groans]

- I think you're gonna have to be on top. - I can make that work.

♪ So could it be that the nightmare ♪

♪ Is upon us ♪

♪ And heavy hearts can't decide When they've had enough ♪

♪ So they're burning out cold ♪

♪ Ooh, it's a steady fall From the pinnacle ♪

♪ To the bedrock ♪

♪ And so we set out To bring back that miracle love ♪

♪ Can we bring back that miracle love? ♪

♪ Can we bring back that miracle love? ♪

[music fades]

[birds twittering]

[grunts]

- Hey. - Hey.

Hayley still asleep?

Yeah. So much for getting up early.

Ah, teenagers.

Look, I know she's got a paper to write, but, uh, she's gotta eat, right?

So, I was thinking, maybe, I don't know, maybe go for some pancakes or--

I've been offered a job, Mickey.

What, you're leaving the DA's office?

No, not exactly.

It's, um, with the DA's office

in San Diego.

Head of Major Crimes.

It's a really big opportunity for me.

I've been putting them off for weeks,

but it's, um, too good to pass up.

I don't understand. San Diego? Last night, Maggie, was good.

Wonderful. Yeah, I know. Um...

[sighs] That's why I have to leave.

No, you...

You're not making any sense, okay?

No, actually, I'm making more sense than I have in a long time.

I love you, Mickey.

- Then what's-- - I always have. I always will.

But it doesn't work.

I can't move on with you.

I can't move on without you, so I need to just--

I need to just move on.

Is this about yesterday?

I don't want you to be someone you're not.

Okay? And some of the things you do with your life, I'm not okay with.

But if I stay, we are just gonna keep winding up in each other's arms.

Yeah, but isn't that good?

Yeah, it's lovely. Until it's not. Again and again.

It's not healthy for either of us. God knows it's not good for Hayley.

So, the only thing I know to do to short-circuit this thing is to, uh,

remove myself from it.

[hesitates] What about Hayley? Hmm? When she finds out, what's she gonna say?

She knows.

She knows.

She can stay with you until you're back on your feet,

if you want.

Yeah, of course. That's...

[Maggie] She goes to school in the South Bay.

I figured she can still go there. I can commute.

You can still see her as much as you want.

We can make this work.

I've already talked to a realtor about selling the house.

I'm gonna look for somewhere by the beach. Hayley would like that.

Yeah. She'll...

She'll like that, yeah.

I'm gonna head down there today. I'll call you both later.

[sighs slowly] I think you're making a mistake, Maggie.

[kisses softly]

[quietly] I know you do.

Goodbye, Mick.

[door opens]

[door closes]

["Back On The Road Again" playing]

♪ Uh-huh, that's it ♪

♪ Now get it ♪

♪ Gotta get back, back on the road ♪

♪ Back on the road again ♪

♪ Gotta get back, back on the road ♪

- ♪ Back on the road again ♪ - ♪ Come on ♪

♪ Gotta get back, back on the road ♪

♪ Back on the road again, uh-huh ♪

♪ Gotta get back, back on the road ♪

♪ Back on the road again... ♪

[cell phone rings]

- Hey, Izz. - Hey.

I got your text. Are you sure you're okay to drive?

Never been better. Cast came off yesterday.

- Feel like a new man. - You took the convertible?

I went by your place. The Navi's still in the driveway.

Yeah, well, sometimes you just wanna feel the sun on your face.

[Izzy] Yeah, but I got your pills in the other car.

I'm done with those.

- Huh. White-knuckling again? - Doing what I have to do, Izzy.

I have a trial to prepare for. No distractions.

Thanks. I'll call you later.

♪ Back on the road ♪

♪ Back on the road again, oh yeah ♪

♪ Movin' on down that road now ♪

♪ Move it, baby, come on ♪

[chuckles]

Fucking Kyle.

♪ Back on the road Back on the road again ♪

♪ Come on ♪

♪ Gotta get back, back on the road ♪

♪ Back on the road again, huh ♪

♪ Gotta get back, back on the road ♪

♪ Back on the road again, uh-huh ♪

♪ Gotta get back, back on the road ♪

♪ Back on the road again, oh yeah ♪

♪ Gotta get back, back on the road ♪

[closing theme music playing]