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Previously on Doubt...

The night of Amy's murder,

you were seen with her at the party in this jersey,

and this one when you came back.

I don't know what to say.

Cameron Wirth? Peter Garrett from Yale.

We should get coffee sometime.

I don't date men who put people in cages for a living.

I think we should revisit the plea.

Because you don't believe we can win anymore,

or you don't believe in me anymore?

Both.

That one's my favorite.

- Hi. - Hey.

Elena.

You look good.

No, you look... Um...

This... this is weird.

So how are you?

I couldn't be better.

Right.

Sorry. Stupid question.

How's your Mom?

She died.

Overdose.

I'm so sorry, I...

I always wondered how she did once she got out.

Yeah, well, now you know.

My mom's still inside.

I take the bus up most Saturdays.

Same bus driver, Wallace.

Remember that guy? He really hated us.

So I was reading through your jacket

and I see that you were convicted of shoplifting

in 2008, then again in 2009

for fare evasion. What was that?

I jumped a turnstile. Why are you digging up all the old stuff?

Uh, prior convictions are relevant to the court,

but we can just talk about the offense

you're on probation for, which...

was in June,

and fraud.

Was waiting tables at a café on 81st.

A group walks in, sits in my section right before we close.

They keep me there for, I don't know, three hours.

They don't leave a tip.

So I took the credit card slip and gave myself one.

They found out,

and I get probation.

Which you violated

this past week by

associating with a known felon?

- You remember my cousin Will? - Yeah.

I went to his birthday party.

His friend Jeremy just got out.

I didn't know he was gonna be there, so...

I didn't have anybody else to call.

It's okay.

I'm glad you did.

Shouldn't you be putting someone in jail?

Needed a break from my evildoing.

Good closing, by the way.

A little saccharine for my taste,

but that's your thing.

My thing?

Moot court, second year of law school,

you could always manipulate the jury,

making them feel responsible,

even when the facts were against you.

Are you saying the facts in this case were against me?

Yeah, some of them.

My client never should've been charged with a crime.

And you know that.

Look, it's obvious

we have two very different viewpoints. That's good.

Maybe it'd be productive for us to sit down,

discuss these issues over drinks.

Not a date.

I'm just trying to open an honest dialogue

between prosecutor and defense attorney.

And maybe like...

10% a date.

I can agree to 10%.

The rest is just two old friends catching up.

Hey, guys.

How'd opening statements go?

Albert was brilliant, as usual.

Today we have cross on the ex-wife

and the babysitter, and we're doing direct

on our arson expert, which I'm handling.

So get this, I'm dropping Scott Davis off

at doggy day care this morning,

and I run into a friend of mine who's dropping off his dog.

- What friend? - This guy I know from doggy day care.

Hmm, you've never mentioned him to me.

Fine, I'm at doggy day care,

and I run into this guy I've met a few times.

Better.

And he tells me he's getting sued

by some old rich guy who's accusing his dog

of defecating all over his front steps.

Did you take the case?

Of course not.

He would've if they were really friends.

I didn't take the case because it's about dog poop,

and the old rich guy suing him is Ivan Sturgill.

Who's Ivan Sturgill?

Albert, you know the rules.

We do not mention that name inside these walls.

It's not like I'm telling Isaiah.

Seriously, who's Ivan Sturgill?

My former law partner.

Why are we talking about him?

A friend of mine...

A guy I sort of know...

is getting sued by Sturgill. It's not a big deal.

They'll probably settle out of court.

Not worth our time.

Tell your friend

the full force of Isaiah Roth and Associates

will stand beside him

against this tyranny.

My bad.

Billy Brennan's here.

Looking very handsome

in a slim-cut navy blazer

that accentuates the blue in his eyes.

Tanya.

Would it be inappropriate to ask for a selfie?

You stay here.

Focus on your arson case. I'll go talk to him.

Is this you?

The Lost Years.

Took a little time off after law school.

Had a few lost years myself.

So, you've asked me to come, I'm hoping it's to say something

other than "I want you to take the plea."

Billy...

I really don't have a lot of time, Sadie.

Okay.

We're trying to explain the jersey switch.

Since you were drunk and don't remember much,

we're interviewing everyone who was at the party,

hoping that someone can help us come up with a story.

Wow, we're coming up with stories now?

This has gone from a rescue to a recovery mission.

I'm sorry that I can't remember that night, Sadie.

It was 24 years ago.

There are a few people that we can't find.

I was hoping you might be able to help.

Susan Bauer. That's a blast from the past.

She ended up working for the State Department.

This guy's an ass. He moved to London.

Kim Parker got married.

Can't remember her married name.

My mother might, though, she's kept in better touch.

Any help would be great.

Okay.

I was just getting ready to come get you.

I don't know if I'm ready.

Okay, we still have a few minutes before we have to

leave out for court, let me know when you're all set.

No, I mean, I don't know if I'm ready

to question the arson expert.

You've been studying burn patterns and practicing on me for two weeks.

You're ready to be the arson expert.

I just keep thinking about Marcus Weeks

and how he spent 12 years in prison

for a crime he didn't commit.

And this retrial comes down to convincing a jury

that it wasn't arson, which means my performance

is the only thing standing in the way

of a man and his freedom.

Deep breaths.

It's just another day.

Okay, I'm ready.

Great. Let's go.

No, I mean I'm ready for the arson expert, I'm not actually ready to go.

I just need, like, five more minutes?

- There's the man. - Dad?

- Hi. - Hi.

I thought you made partner.

- I did. - They keeping it a secret?

I don't see your name on the door.

And that view could be better.

I thought partners got a corner office.

It's a nice office.

At least they're paying you right.

I love that suit.

It's just a suit, Dad.

Well, if they keep disrespecting you around here,

you might have to consider getting your own firm.

There's nothing like being your own Boss.

The day I got the Lawn Sitter in SkyMall, we were living right.

You remember that?

What are you doing in the city, Dad?

I just wanted to see my son.

That's great, but I'm heading out

to court right now.

So, let's go.

I've never seen you in action.

You got a bathroom around here?

Seems like I need to go about every 20 minutes.

Yeah, down the hall.

You didn't tell me your Dad was in town.

I just found out two minutes ago.

- What did he want? - Nothing.

- He didn't ask you for money? - Nope.

- Then what did he want? - Said he wants to hang out.

See me in action.

- Okay. - We'll see.

Maybe he's changing.

We'll... see.

I don't have contact information

for any of these people. They kind of fell away

after that night. Maybe Trudy does. She'll be here tomorrow.

You still planning on hosting the benefit?

- Of course I am. - Don't you get tired of pretending

Your son's not on trial for murder?

I'm not pretending anything.

I'm just not running away.

That's what they want us to do.

Billy,

what's going on?

My lawyers don't believe I'm innocent.

That's not necessary.

It is to me.

I think I need new lawyers.

I won't let you take the kids from me.

You really think your new boyfriend's gonna raise them?

Those are my children!

You hear me, bitch?

You're gonna regret this.

So after listening to this message,

did you call your ex-husband back?

Yes.

And what did he say?

He told me that he'd take Emily and Jason away from me.

He said that I would never see them again.

I thought he was all talk,

but that night the fire happened

in his apartment.

And I never saw them again.

You see the way those jurors were looking at me?

It's the exact same way they looked at me

during the first trial.

We knew your ex-wife was gonna hurt us.

Those kids were my life.

And we had fun at my house.

Nerf ball and staying up late

watching cartoons.

I could never hurt them.

And before you guys answered my letter,

I was in this hole.

I lost my kids.

I lost my freedom.

All I'm looking for

is a chance to tell my story.

I was a tax attorney

living with my first wife in Connecticut.

I met Ivan at a dinner party one night

and I fell in love.

With Ivan?

With his ideas.

He was rambling about using the law

to fight racism, poverty.

It may sound silly,

but these were all radical concepts

to me at the time.

Jacob Tanner and his overly-frisky-with-me dog

is here to meet with you.

Send them in.

Thank you.

Hi, hi. This is Watson.

You're friends with Albert.

Um...

we know each other from doggy day care.

I'm Nick Brady and this is...

Isaiah Roth. It is an honor, Sir.

When Albert told me that your firm would be taking my case,

I didn't think you'd personally be representing me.

Sit.

Why don't you tell us what happened?

Well, there's not much to tell.

Uh, Watson's favorite place to go number two

just happens to be right

in front of this Sturgill guy's brownstone.

Good boy!

But I always pick it up.

And Sturgill says I don't.

I would've settled a long time ago,

but Sturgill wanted me to promise

that I would only walk Watson

within a five-block radius

away from the brownstone.

And I just... That seems excessive to me.

Jacob, this lawsuit is an injustice,

pure and simple.

I will not stand by while the wealthy class

forces the poor to submit to their demands.

Okay. Thanks.

Full disclosure, I'm a neurosurgeon,

but I get your point.

What does 10% a date mean?

It means it's a date.

Doesn't matter, I'm gonna cancel.

- Why? - Because I don't know what he's after.

I mean, is this just a field trip?

Maybe he wants to study the transgender flora and fauna

- and then go back home? - Maybe he just likes you.

Or, maybe he's a chaser.

He was just staring at her at the back of the courtroom.

Better than your current boyfriend,

MVP.

He won't even be seen in public with you.

Yes, he will.

Has he taken you to dinner?

Yes.

Room service at the Four Seasons doesn't count.

Boom.

At least with MVP, we've already

been through all the questions.

Yeah, but with MVP, it's all on his terms.

When he wants it, where he wants it,

how he wants it.

How does he want it?

MVP's never gonna turn into anything real. So,

you might as well just tell us who he is.

You can't just say you're dating some famous pro athlete

and leave us hanging.

Spill the tea, girl.

Do I do the 10% date or not?

- No. - Yes.

That's exactly how I feel.

Hello, Ivan.

What the hell are you doing here?

Isaiah Roth for the defense.

Seriously?

I'm defending an innocent man

against a deep-pocketed bully.

How dare you walk in here and call me names?

At least I'm not eviscerating you in the press.

I was asked by a reporter and I answered honestly.

Isaiah Roth is a grandstanding egomaniac.

I think you said narcissist.

Leave it to the narcissist

to remember the quote.

Can we get on with this, Your Honor?

Yes, Your Honor.

Sit down, Kyle.

- I was just... - Sit down, Kyle.

Isaiah Roth and Ivan Sturgill,

in my courtroom,

for a dog poop case.

This whole thing is a big misunderstanding, Your Honor.

Not so much.

In June of this year, Ms. Garcia was arrested

for adding a substantial tip to a credit card receipt.

It was 15%.

Oh, my mistake.

Ms. Garcia stole a sensible amount.

We're not here to argue whether or not

Ms. Garcia committed fraud.

She pled guilty, she lost her job,

she was sentenced to probation.

Which she violated this past weekend.

All she did was go to her cousin's birthday party.

Which was also attended by Jeremy Wells, a known felon.

She had no idea he was gonna be there.

This violation is simply the result of Ms. Garcia

living in her own neighborhood.

She agreed to the terms of her probation.

She doesn't get to bend the rules

because of where she lives.

I'm inclined to agree with Ms. Reed on this.

Rules are rules. The court will remand

Ms. Garcia's case...

What if she were to move out of her neighborhood?

- What are you doing? - Ms. Reed?

Unless she can provide an address

or a letter from a landlord...

She can live with me.

Temporarily, of course.

Just until she finds another place to live

and gets a job.

It's not as weird as you think. We're old friends.

I don't want to live with you.

You just, um...

Do you want to go to prison for three years?

No, but... there's got to be another place.

Is there? You have five seconds

to give me an another address.

Is there a problem, Ms. Ellis?

No, Your Honor.

We will take the deal.

Next.

I have to talk to some witnesses in the Brennan case.

Albert's busy on his arson trial.

- Can you help me out? - Sure, I know you're busy.

You probably need to get home early.

Pop popcorn with the new roommate,

braid each other's hair.

- Word travels fast. - Mm-hmm.

She's an old friend, from prison.

No, our moms were friends in prison.

No, our moms were in prison and we were friends.

I had a complicated childhood.

Didn't we all?

- Come get me when you need me. - Mm.

Looks like a clean burn to me.

Quick, one more practice.

No, I can't.

This is a giant case and I'm responsible

for the most important witness.

- You know, I really can't. - You be the arson investigator,

- I'll be me. - Actually,

I have to be me, in court.

Second chair, Roth v. Sturgill.

What? How? When?

Nick.

Morning, Tiffany.

Good luck today.

Thanks.

- Ready, Nick? - Absolutely.

Ms. Martin, you were babysitting for Emily and Jason Weeks

the night of the fire, correct?

- Yes. - Tell us about that night.

We played hide and seek.

It was a small apartment,

but, uh, they liked to play.

What do you remember about Mr. Weeks coming home?

He came home early.

He seemed really angry about something.

He paid me and told me I could go home.

Do you remember anything else about that night?

I remember being afraid for Emily and Jason.

I thought their lives might be in danger.

And how did the 911 operator respond when you called

and reported the children's lives were in danger?

I didn't call 911.

But you were concerned for their safety.

You must have told someone.

Your parents?

Friends?

- A teacher? - No.

This is a transcript of your interview

with the detectives the morning after the fire.

I want you to locate the part

where you told them that Mr. Weeks

came home really angry.

Please, read them what you said.

"Mr. Weeks came home early,

"which I didn't think was that big of a deal

"because he loved spending time with his kids.

But I noticed he seemed kind of sad about something."

Mm.

So, in the 12 years since that night,

your memory has changed the words

"kind of sad"

to the words "really angry."

The truth is, you don't remember very much from that night, do you?

I... guess not.

So you were at the Halloween party

the night of Amy Meyers' death.

Do you remember seeing Billy

when he came back to the party?

That night was crazy.

I wasn't there when Billy came back.

You'd already left the party?

No, I was up in the parents' bedroom.

With who?

I was banging Kelly Spencer in the parents' bedroom.

I didn't have sex with him.

We'd been drinking a lot of tequila

and he couldn't... you know.

And his creepy friend was in the room.

His friend was in the room?

My buddy Phil was on the floor

hooking up with Kelly's friend.

And that would that be Philip Sherman?

I was pretty hammered. Started making out with Sarah.

You know, she wasn't that hot,

but I knew she was into me.

I only made out with him because

Kelly was super into Chuck Miller.

He was such a douche.

Do you remember anything else?

Sorry, we were all so wasted.

We shared an entire bottle of tequila.

All four of us passed out till morning.

You single?

Are you familiar with the State's claim

that the defendant started the fire

by pouring lighter fluid

on the children's beds?

Yes.

- And do you support that theory? - I don't.

- Why not? - First,

the use of an accelerant creates pour patterns.

You'll see multiple points of origin.

Did the original investigation have multiple points of origin?

No, they didn't find any point of origin.

So why did they say it was arson?

Investigators were still using a flawed theory back then.

If you couldn't determine the cause of the fire,

it had to be arson.

So, it was basically,

"We don't know what started this fire,

"let's just say that it's arson

"and since the defendant was the only adult there,

he must be responsible"?

Objection! She's oversimplifying.

I'm oversimplifying?

It sounds like the original investigation was oversimplified

and an innocent man is paying for it.

Your Honor...

I'll withdraw.

This is a photo of Emily and Jason's bedroom

taken the morning after the fire.

Can you tell us what, if anything,

can be determined by this image?

There appears to be a clean burn.

And what is a clean burn?

It's when the soot burns away because of direct fire.

Here, it suggests the fire was higher on the wall,

probably an electric fire, the result of faulty wiring.

So it is your expert opinion

that the fire was not caused

by pouring lighter fluid on the beds,

but by an electrical fire in the wall.

- That's correct. - Nothing further.

Here's a photo of a clean burn, identical to the one in this case.

Tell us what started this fire.

OH, HINT: It wasn't faulty wiring.

I'd need additional information.

Okay, I'll give you another hint.

It was started in our arson lab,

with lighter fluid poured over the bed.

Just a clean burn, high on the wall.

So, knowing that,

isn't it possible that the fire in this case

did indeed start on the bed,

and not in the wall?

And... you're under oath.

It's possible.

Your Honor,

I've asked that this photograph

of the defendant's canine,

Watson, be marked as Exhibit One.

Objection!

That picture constitutes an unlawful surveillance,

in violation of Article 250,

Section 45 of the New York Penal Code.

You want to talk about violations?

How about Section 1310's

sanitation ordinance

and Section 167's public nuisance...

You're the nuisance!

I don't even know what I'm ruling on anymore.

Do you have any actual questions for your witness?

Dr. Goodman,

after you analyzed this...

canine stool sample,

did you determine

the brand of the food

consumed by said canine?

Natural Wilderness Salmon.

I submit Plaintiff's A:

A deposition in which Jacob Tanner

admits to feeding

his disgusting animal

Natural Wilderness Salmon.

Well, I submit

13 affidavits

from Mr. Sturgill's neighbors,

all of whom swear

to feeding their dogs

Natural Wilderness Salmon.

Both of you approach.

We're not wasting any more of the taxpayers' money

on you two settling old scores.

I'm ordering you to come to an agreement.

I'll never agree to anything with this man.

I'm not listening to 13 witnesses talk about dog food.

You will settle.

If you don't,

I will publicly humiliate your firm

and I will incarcerate your next client.

All I remember

is you wearing that terrible

fishing vest the entire trip.

The first time your Mom saw me in that vest

she couldn't stop laughing.

How's she doing?

She's good.

Seeing someone?

I'd rather not talk about Mom.

Why not?

She's the one who left me for no reason.

You know why she left you, Dad.

She didn't believe in me like you do.

What do you think about the Yankees' chances next season?

I have a better question for you.

Do you know how much Angry Birds

makes every day?

- Nope. - 26 grand.

A day.

That's serious money.

And I'm sitting here going...

I'm a smart guy.

Why don't I come up with my own thing?

So, you invented a game?

Close.

Since the Lawn Sitter was such a huge success,

I decided to go back to my roots with the Lawn Sitter app.

I don't get it.

The Lawn Sitter was a hands-free lawn mower.

You basically invented an outdoor Roomba.

How does that work as an app?

I'm just calling it the Lawn Sitter.

Name recognition. I own the name.

How much do you need?

This isn't about me needing

anything from you. This is about me

giving you an opportunity.

Dad...

I saw you in action these past few days...

and I saw a man who's good at being a lawyer,

but you know what else I saw?

Five years in the future...

you're still punching somebody else's time clock.

I like my job, Dad.

You always did dream too small.

Can we not do this?

I'm very happy with the choices I've made in my life.

I know you are.

I'm just saying, you and Gemma

might want to have a family someday.

Ten thousand...

gets the app designer started.

So... this is it.

Sorry about the mess, it's the maid's year off.

That's an old Isaiah joke.

You pick this color?

For the walls?

No, mm-mm.

No, it was like this when I moved in.

So, there is a sleeper sofa in that office right there.

What, no husband?

Little kids?

No one, really?

No.

There is a guy.

Well... was a guy...

but he's kind of a liar.

I've got frozen pizza

and I've also got these really good frozen samosas.

I'm gonna go to bed.

Really? 'Cause I thought we could...

- What? - Chat?

Have a pillow fight?

I needed a lawyer. If I needed a friend,

I wouldn't have called somebody who ditched me 15 years ago.

I did not ditch you.

You ditched me.

Your Mom got out of prison

and you just stopped returning my phone calls.

You got too busy with your fancy friends.

- You know it. - What are you talking about?

I was on that stupid bus every weekend,

driving up to see my Mom in prison

and it sucked without you, by the way.

You were my best friend, Elena.

We were best friends.

And if you couldn't tell, I don't have a lot of those.

I think you owe me an explanation.

What the hell happened?

Leave me your credit card.

No.

Sadie, I'm not gonna rob you.

I'm gonna buy some paint tomorrow in a color

that doesn't make me want to kill myself.

I'm not gonna stay here for free.

I'm not a charity case.

Hi, Susan Bauer?

- Yes? - Sadie Ellis, Cameron Wirth.

We're from the firm that represents Billy Brennan.

I was with Billy that night...

after Amy broke up with him.

He came back to the party, started pounding shots.

He seemed really upset.

I'm not gonna lie, I was happy when he told me they broke up.

I'd always had a giant crush on him.

So, I asked if he wanted to smoke a joint.

We went back to a bedroom to smoke.

One thing led to another...

I know you probably think I'm an idiot...

but Billy told me

we were going to end up together

and I believed him.

Did he take his jersey off?

We both took our clothes off.

Whose bedroom were you in?

It was...

Tyler Richardson's room...

one of Billy's teammates.

He put on his teammate's jersey.

I want a nine-block buffer zone.

And I want a world without racism,

pain or private property.

Young man...

can you give us a minute?

What is it you hate so much about me, Isaiah?

That I decided I wanted to make some money?

I had Pamela and the kids to worry about.

Pamela and the kids needed a private plane

and an apartment on 5th Avenue?

Get off your high horse.

We were doing great things.

We were using the law to change the world.

This thing we built

from blood, sweat and tears,

you just abandoned it.

You're oversimplifying.

Well, what's your version?

Well, we wanted other things.

I wanted the right things.

Forget it!

No deal!

That man is doctrinaire, humorless

and intellectually constipated.

It's dog poop.

What?

I mean, you just quoted Saul Alinsky

in a dog poop case.

You recognize Rules for Radicals?

Yeah, Mr. Roth made me read it.

"Always fight for the underdog.

"Never trust the government.

Every human being deserves humanity."

He made me recite

the seven principles.

Huh.

He said the night he learned them from you

changed his life.

Tell your client to keep his dog 50 feet

from the front of my building.

The divorce was my fault.

I admit that.

The hardest part was not being around my kids every day.

Karen, my ex-wife, she had the kids

during the week. I had them

on the weekend.

It wasn't the best situation, but... it worked.

And that arrangement was about to change?

Karen called me and said she had a new boyfriend and that

they were moving to North Carolina.

Then I found out she wanted sole custody of Emily and Jason.

So, you called her and left her the message

that was played in this room?

My kids are the only thing I cared about

and she wanted to take them away from me.

And what else did you do?

I went home.

And I, uh, remember putting Emily and Jason to bed,

then I went in my room

and, um... I fell asleep.

Next thing I remember, I'm choking.

There's smoke everywhere.

I can't see anything.

I... I can't breathe.

I tried to go to my kids' room, but...

there was just too much fire...

but I tried.

Nothing further.

Mr. Weeks, this is a credit card statement

from November of 2004.

According to this, on November 12, the day of the fire,

you made two charges.

The first was at a deli

at 12:36 p.m.

I assume that was lunch.

The second was

at a hardware store at 5:36 p.m.

That was after

you left your ex-wife that voice message.

Now, isn't it true that you purchased lighter fluid

at the hardware store?

- Yes. - And then used it to start

The fire that killed your two children.

That's not what happened!

Nothing further.

Can I borrow that?

Mr. Weeks, this credit card statement says you spent

$85.16 at the hardware store.

In 2004,

lighter fluid went for

about two dollars.

What else did you purchase?

I... bought a flashlight,

a canteen,

a lantern,

fishing pole and an, uh...

an extra sleeping bag.

And why did you buy all of that?

'Cause I was gonna take my kids camping the next day.

There's not a day that goes by I don't think about that trip.

Good closing.

A little cold for my taste, but...

that's your thing.

Were you spying on me?

What's this about for you?

Are we still talking about my closing?

Come here.

Am I some object

of fascination for you?

It's just boring to answer all the questions,

and work through all the feelings,

and wonder and worry if you're going to be

okay, or panic

or just want to be friends

because when push comes to shove

you don't have what it takes to really date me.

You're smart.

You're beautiful.

And it's true, I have never dated anyone like you.

Sure, I got questions, but I also have a therapist...

and Google.

And let's be honest, we're gonna be so busy

talking about how fascinating I am,

we're probably not even gonna get to you

- until the next date. - The next date?

Yeah. A date you will be begging me for

once you hear about my rare coin collection.

Maybe we should just talk about me.

Suit yourself.

I'll see you at Paddy's.

8:00.

Has the jury reached its verdict?

We have, Your Honor.

How do you find?

We find the defendant not guilty.

Members of the jury, this concludes your service.

So, uh, when do I get out?

You're out, Marcus.

You're free.

What am I supposed to do now?

You start over.

You thought you could fire me over the phone?

I didn't want it to be personal.

It is personal.

Sadie...

Who'd you meet with?

Tedd Feldman? He doesn't connect with juries.

I hope you didn't even bother meeting with Meredith Vogel.

What's wrong with Meredith Vogel?

You met with Meredith Vogel.

- She thinks I'm innocent. - So do I.

I figured out the jersey swap.

You slept with Susan Bauer that night.

When it was over, you put back on the wrong jersey...

Your teammate's jersey.

I slept with Susan Bauer?

She was in love with you.

How do you not remember that?

Sadie, it was 26 years ago.

I was drunk, I was stoned.

I was an ass, I told you that.

I had a history that I wasn't proud of.

"Thanks," you said. "Thanks for being honest.

"We can work with that." And then the minute you realized

what an ass I actually was,

you can't handle it, and you bail.

I did not bail. I had a moment...

just one moment of doubt.

I need to know you're in my corner.

Hi.

Hello, Tiffany.

We won. I wasn't sure if you heard.

I did. Congratulations.

Albert said I did a great job.

I'm sure you did.

Okay. Good night.

Why am I here?

You walked in to tell me that you won.

No, not in your office.

I mean, why am I at this... this firm?

You tell me.

I've been here two years,

and you've never once asked me

to second chair for you.

And Nick has been here for, like, five minutes,

and you asked him.

I didn't ask Nick to second chair.

He asked me.

You have to rise, Tiffany.

If you want something, you've got to take it.

Well, I knocked some sense into Billy.

And you figured out the jersey swap.

Today was a good day in Sadieland.

Indeed. And for you. You won your case.

How was seeing your Dad? Did he ask for money?

No. He came with me to court, took me out to dinner,

and told me he was proud of me.

Of course he asked me for money.

After he suggested I don't have dreams,

and I'm not living up to my potential.

So what are you gonna do?

I don't know.

Time's up.

There's the lady with the million-dollar smile.

You guys have a great night.

So, I have been thinking about

how we're gonna roll out our new app.

I can't give you the money, Dad.

This is a sure thing, Albert.

The last one was a sure thing.

That wasn't my fault.

Nobody anticipated a hurricane in Miami.

Everyone anticipates a hurricane in Miami.

I get it.

Keep punching the clock.

I don't need you anyway.

Well, I need you.

I remember lying in bed at night,

looking out that window,

and that light was on in the garage.

You taught me to follow my dreams, Dad.

And this is my dream.

I know you don't think it's big enough,

but I'm happy.

I'm living my dreams because of you, but...

I can't keep giving you money, Dad.

I'm sorry.

Maybe the view from here

is not so bad after all.

I still want that corner office.

That's my boy.

Not bad, Isaiah.

You've come a long way since the days

of Sturgill & Roth.

Remember our little office on West 4th?

Of course.

It was right over there.

Remember? We took an ad out in The Village Voice.

And we thought no one would come.

But they did.

Not right away. It took a while.

What did we do while we waited?

A lot of little cases,

and smoked a lot of pot.

I know you think I sold out,

but you want to know the real reason I left?

I resented you back then.

It was like we were Simon and Garfunkel,

and suddenly you were Paul Simon.

And I didn't want to be "Arty."

You don't have the falsetto.

I'm trying to explain myself here, Isaiah!

Well, I could have made it easier for you.

I do suck the air out of a room.

But I was so excited by the work we were doing.

The truth is, my name never mattered more

than it did when it was next to yours.

Can you pour me one of those?

Would you like to smoke a joint?

Wow.

It's...

Wow.

♪ You look just like me... ♪

You leaving?

Yeah. You know, it turns out a girlfriend of mine

needs a roommate, so...

I left her address for you to give to the court.

I don't belong here, Sadie.

♪ Shook your angry fist alongside mine... ♪

You know, my, um...

My Mom started using as soon as she got back.

Seriously, like, the first day.

I was just so glad to have her home.

And then, um, she said she was gonna

go out and get us dinner,

and I didn't see her for a week.

You never saw that side of her.

It was bad. It was really bad.

That's why you stopped calling me?

♪ The world unravels in rewind... ♪

You know what the most pathetic thing

of all this is?

My happiest memories

are when my Mom was in prison.

'Cause she was clean.

And when she was clean, she was so...

she was so great.

You know?

Yeah. She was.

Yeah.

♪ I know you think we cannot heal ♪

♪ But we can try... ♪

I just come home, order pizza,

go to bed.

I just work, you know, so I don't notice

how crappy my apartment is,

or how pathetic my personal life is.

I don't even have a pet.

And then I meet this guy.

The liar?

Yeah, but he might not be a liar.

He might actually be a good guy.

Yeah?

It would be easier if he was... a liar.

'Cause then I could just continue working,

eating, and sleeping,

and not having to deal with my life.

You know, my life is perfect, so I can't relate.

Ugh.

Know what this color is?

Uh-uh.

The playroom, when we first met.

I'm sure it was chosen to soothe the minds

of the sad little children visiting prison on Saturday.

I like it.

Yeah, me, too.

♪ I know you think we cannot heal... ♪

You love him, the liar who's not a liar?

I don't know, um...

I think so. I...

Yeah.

Yeah, I do.

Oh, there you are.

I invited the senior partner from Bender/Williams.

I want you to meet him.

Actually, I wanted to talk to you about that.

I've decided I'm gonna stay with Sadie.

Oh, why the change of heart?

Well, they made a big discovery today.

Sadie found out I took off my jersey

and put on Tyler Richardson's.

The party was at his house.

Sounds believable.

That's a very clever defense strategy.

It wasn't clever strategy, Mother.

That's what happened that night.

Oh, look, there's...

Hey, wait a sec... Wait a second.

You never asked me if I did it.

Billy, enjoy the party.

Mother...

do you think that I killed Amy?

Yes.

But you're my son, and it doesn't matter.

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