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Previously on Boston Legal.

Pull a rabbit out of your hat.

That's the secret
ofboth trial law and life.

- Rabbits?
- Oh, yeah.

- Christine Pauley.
- Ex-girlfriend. Tried to kill me.

- She tried to kill you?
- She did.

- And now she wants out?
- She does.

- Alan.
- She is stalking you. She tried to kill you.

She was institutionalized.
Now she's out, and she's stalking you.

- Freedom is a privilege, Mr. Shore, not a right.
- A privilege?

Yes, and it's revocable, especially if you
try to run someone over with an automobile.

I got my old job back.
It's truly fantastic news.

- Isn't it, Alan?
- Yes.

- Why aren't you helping me?
- Sally, I have a trial of my own beginning tomorrow.

- A rather big one.
- But this is my very first trial.

You've certainly been to court before.
I have no doubt you'll do well.

Motion practice.
This is with a jury.

I don't...
I don't think I'm ready.

Sally, look at me.

- You trust me?
- I do.

And because you trust me,
you'll believe what I'm about to tell you?

- I will.
- That's all it is.

- All what is?
- Trial law.

Getting the jury to trust you
so they'll believe what you tell them.

- Really?
- Sincerity, Sally.

Once you learn to fake that,
there'll be no stopping you.

Denny, we've got...

- What's going on?
- A little maintenance work, Paul.

Wouldn't hurt you, by the way.
You look like a prune.

We have the Kaneb meeting
in 15 minutes.

- Excellent. Why do I care?
- You care because...

this is the construction project
that the entire firm...

has been working on
for 18 months.

You care because Byron Kaneb cares,
and he expects you to be present.

Ow! Ooh! Damn it, man!
What have you done?

Uh, the needle broke.
Not to worry. Just let me remove it.

- Don't you touch me.
- Half the needle's still in your forehead.

- Just let me remove it.
- You're not touching me.

Get Dr. Michaels back down here.
This is what happens...

when I let his kids
cut their teeth on my head.

- If I could just remove the needle...
- Don't you touch me.

Denny, there's a needle
in your head.

- Let him at least remove it.
- Get me Dr. Michaels!

I really don't need
a second chair for this.

- Sexual harassment is a specialty of mine.
- Mine too.

No doubt. But while your experience
tends to be more hands on...

- mine...
- Tends to be more wishful thinking.

Not to mention, you ooze.

- I ooze.
- Yes.

That certain something that subliminally
champions misogyny. You need me.

Lori,
as much as I may want you...

desire you even,
I do not need you.

See that right there?
Ooze.

Hmm.

- When can I dig my hole?
- We're almost there, Byron.

Don't tell me we're
almost there, Paul.

We've been almost there for six months.
When will we be there?

City council agreed to the variance
for the golf course on Monday.

Today we're expecting an answer from the
Redevelopment Commission for the outdoor mall.

And my sources say
they're gonna rule in our favor.

- What about the damn E.P. A?
- The blue-spotted salamander...

just got downgraded from
endangered to threatened last week.

- So the marina looks like a go, except for...
- Except for what?

It seems there's a river
where some salmon spawn.

Evidently there's some environmental
lawyer who's making a stink.

- When you say "stink"...
- He got a T.R.O.

A fish? My city's
being held up by a fish?

We are meeting the lawyer today.
We will make it go away.

Do you plan to contribute, or are you
simply assigned to mop up the ooze?

Alan.

- Hello. Christine Pauley.
- Oh.

- Heard so much about you.
- How are you?

Fine, thank you.

If you'll excuse us,
we're due in court.

Yes, I know.
I'm opposing counsel.

- I beg your pardon?
- What do you expect me to do?

I expect you to disqualify her.
This is tantamount to stalking.

She got herself assigned
to this case because I'm on it.

Not to mention,
as an officer of the court...

I question whether Miss Pauley
even has the capacity to try a case.

She was released from
a mental facility last week.

- Certainly, counsel, if you want to conflict out...
- I can't conflict out.

I'm the only one who knows the case here.
Miss Colson was simply put on...

Miss Pauley, what's going on?
Of all the cases to start off with...

you pick one against an ex-boyfriend
you tried to kill?

Actually, Your Honor,
I didn't pick it.

- My firm came to me.
- Please, Christine.

Because I used to date Mr. Shore,
they thought I could shed some light...

on some of his procedural eccentricities,
which I did.

Since I also happen to have extensive
experience in sexual harassment law...

the senior partners asked me
if I would first chair.

- I agreed.
- We start at 11:00 a.m.

- Your Honor...
- Mr. Shore, if you want to conflict out, do so.

But I have no legal basis
to disqualify Miss Pauley.

- May I speak with you alone, Alan?
- No, you may not, Christine.

And if you choose to be on this case,
please conduct yourself...

at arm's length
and on the record.

It's just coincidence
to you. Your first case...

- I consider it a preposterous coincidence...
- You have no business trying...

I know you better
than your partners.

- How sad you can't be happy for me!
- I'm not happy.

Clearly.

Well, that seemed
perfectly normal.

The D.A. Offered a three month suspended.
I think we should take it.

- Does it go on my record?
- Well, yes, but...

- The answer's no. I didn't do it.
- Ramone...

I didn't take that wallet. And as a man of
principle, I won't pretend that I took it.

- They have an eyewitness.
- Look here.

I might seem like some court-appointed
charity case, but I'm an honest man.

I don't steal. And I won't agree
to any plea that says otherwise.

Mr. Seymore. Hi. Sally Heep.

- I'm in litigation at the firm.
- I know that.

- Are you in court today, or...
- No. But you are.

I'm here to observe
your work, Miss Heep.

Good luck.

Denny, the lawyer
who got the T.R. O...

on the Kaneb
construction project...

Ah, pay him off, Paul.

Give him a bottle of scotch and some money
to buy some more bus-bench ads.

He says he's your son.

It's true.
You're a lawyer now.

Hey, Dad.

- You got a needle in your head.
- Small accident. Not to worry.

- Son.
- Dad.

You're a lawyer now.
That's how you greet people?

Donny Crane.

- Denny Crane.
- Donny Crane.

- Denny Crane.
- Donny Crane.

- Denny Crane.
- Donny Crane.

- Denny Crane.
- Donny Crane.

- Denny Crane.
- Donny Crane.

I had a one-night stand
with his mother.

I paid for his education
and so forth.

I did everything I could
to be a good father.

When's the last time
you saw him?

Oh, I don't know.
When he was 12?

We've offered several
decent compromises.

And?

He just keeps on
saying his name.

Oh. I'll talk to him.

- How's my boy?
- They don't really need to bug you with this, Dad.

So, what's this all about?
Saving some fish?

Well, see, your lawyers...

who are clearly very talented,
persuaded a judge to eliminate...

the distinction between
farmed salmon and wild salmon.

The president of the United States
proposed eliminating that distinction.

Yes, I know. That's probably why
thejudge granted your motion.

See, Dad, wild salmon
are an endangered species.

The administration figures if
you eliminate the distinction...

between farmed and wild
and count them both as one...

the numbers would go up and you
could take 'em off the endangered list.

And that way, they can lift the environmental
protections in place to protect them...

which, of course, allows you to build
more shopping malls.

Well, son,
look at the big picture.

If building this mall can save a species
from becoming endangered...

let's by all means do it.

I was vice president in charge
of alternative investments.

And at the time of the affair,
Mr. Ralston...

He was, and remains,
president of the firm.

This romantic affair
lasted how long, Ms. Moore?

About nine months,
at which point I broke it off.

- Because?
- Mainly because I was a married woman...

and I wanted to work things out
with my husband.

I see. And how did Mr. Ralston
handle the breakup?

At first, I think fine. But then he would
continue to try to get back together.

He would schedule lunches, meetings,
ostensibly about business...

only to pursue
his romantic interests.

He started calling me after hours.
Sometimes, he would send flowers.

Eventually, it got so bad,
I simply had to leave.

You went to another
brokerage firm?

At a lesser position for less money.
There seemed to be a stigma about my departure.

I don't know. Maybe people thought that
I had secretly been fired. I don't know.

What I do know is I was basically
forced out of myjob...

by his relentless,
unwelcome sexual advances.

Thank you, Miss Moore.

She looks demented.

Miss Pauley?

Leading up to your affair
with my client...

he made welcomed
sexual advances?

Well, not at first.
I was a married woman...

But at some point,
the advances became welcomed?

- Yes.
- A love affair then ensued?

- Yes.
- So, I guess my client's strategy was...

if at first you don't succeed,
try, try again.

- A strategy you certainly ratified.
- Well, I...

Since dogged perseverance
was rewarded the first time...

I guess it would be only natural for him
to adopt that strategy again.

I may have sent mixed signals
the first time...

but I did no such thing
this time.

Uh, when you left, did you tell
prospective employers the reason?

- No. L...
- Why not?

I suppose I feared that it wouldn't
depict me in the best possible light.

- I was a married woman having an affair.
- Got it.

So, this stigma you refer to...

people wondering whether
you were fired or not...

That stigma was at least partly caused
by your embarrassment...

over your own behavior...
a married woman having an affair.

- I suppose that's true, but I...
- Thank you, Miss Moore.

I was reaching into my purse
to get some change to feed the homeless.

That's when I
saw him coming.

- Who?
- Him.

- The guilty defendant sitting right there.
- Objection.

Jury will disregard the reference
to the defendant's guilt.

Then what happened?

He reached into my purse, grabbed my
wallet and started rifling through it.

- What did you do?
- I stood there frozen.

I was shocked. He started running away
as he was rifling through it.

And then he turns,
and he's coming back.

- Then what happened?
- I ran.

He started chasing me.

Thank God he was tackled by some people.
I don't know what he might've done.

Miss White, are you absolutely
sure that it was the defendant?

- I can show you the pictures.
- What pictures?

I have one of those little
phone camera thingies.

- I snapped his picture.
- And you have them?

Look.

You can see
he's got the wallet.

You just let the pictures
be introduced...

without so much
as an objection.

Well, I thought, um, the prosecution
didn't know about it either...

so I couldn't claim
unfair surprise.

You could've gotten time
to prepare a cross-examination...

to research the photos
for authenticity.

Instead,
you sat there quietly.

There's eyewitness testimony
from the victim...

positive I.D. And pictures.

How do you plan
to proceed now, Sally?

Um...

- My client wants to testify.
- And say what?

Um, that he's innocent.

- It's a fish, for God sakes!
- It's notjust a fish.

It's a salmon, which the government
is trying to wipe out.

Now, look,
I like to fish myself.

Catch and release,
the whole shebang.

Pull 'em in by the lip, throw 'em back out
to prove you're humane.

You're mocking me.
He's mocking me, Dad.

- You're a Crane. Get used to it.
- We will go to court.

I love court. Donny Crane.

Look, Donny,
you seem like a nice kid.

I have no doubt that
you're a terrific attorney.

But you are not him.

You're like a son to him,
aren't you?

Does he hug you much?

Look, if this is about some score
between you and the old man...

It's not about any score.
Hey, if you people want to go to court...

Beat it, will you, Brad?

Is it a score?
Was I not there enough?

Were you not there enough?

Dad, I haven't seen you
in 15 years.

I may not have had the time
to give that most dads had.

But I thought I was giving you
something much more important.

Money.

You gave me something even more
important than that, Dad.

You gave me the Crane legacy.

And I fully plan
on living up to it.

So...

I'll see you
and your team in court.

Donny Crane.

At first I saw it, but I didn't see it,
if that makes any sense.

Uh, it took a few seconds
to register.

- What took a few seconds?
- My wallet.

I lost it two days earlier,
and then I see it right there in her bag.

- Your wallet?
- Yeah.

This funky orange color.
It's not like there could be two of them.

And I lost it on Washington, right where
we were at, so I figured she stole it.

- That woman stole my wallet.
- So...

So I walked right up
and snatched it back. Selfhelp.

- You snatched back your own wallet?
- Yes, I did.

And I hustled off'cause, truth be told,
the woman looked a little vicious.

So what happened next?

Well, I started to go through it
to make sure it was mine.

And as I was going
through the inside...

I saw, "Oh, my God,
it's not my wallet!"

It looked exactly like mine,
but it wasn't.

Truth is, I discovered later
I'd left it in my car.

It was all a big mistake.

So, I started to run back
to return it...

and she just took off,
and I started chasing, yelling...

"Lady, wait! I'm bringing it back!
I'm bringing it back!"

Then I got tackled,
and here I am.

Your witness.

So the wallet that you ripped
out of Miss White's purse...

the wallet that you ran off with,
you thought it was your own.

- Yes, ma'am.
- Mm-hmm.

- Because it looked exactly like yours?
- Yes, ma'am. This one here.

When we broke up,
it was because she felt committed...

to working things out
with her family.

It wasn't that things were
emotionally over between us.

- She said that?
- Yes. And I suppose I felt...

you know, when...
when two people love each other...

you persevere through obstacles.

My so-called sexual harassment...

it wasn't about sexual advances.

It was about getting her
to be true to her feelings.

You were trying to show her that she
felt like having sex with you?

- Please don't trivialize this.
- I assure you, sir, I take it very seriously.

You say it's okay to harass women
in the workplace...

so long as you love them.

I believed, and still believe,
she was in love with me.

I see. And she lacked the autonomy
to make up her own mind.

- Objection.
- She lacked the mental capacity perhaps...

- to be truly happy without you.
- Objection!

Why is it some people just
refuse to accept that it's over?

Objection!

I truly apologize.

For a second, I thought you
were personalizing it, Alan.

And I was out of line.

- I'm sorry.
- It's okay.

- You all right?
- Yes.

It is ridiculous...
the stress of a trial...

a week out of the rubber room,
going up against you.

Why are you doing this?

It was always safe inside work,
you know?

- It was a little cocoon.
- Can you continue?

Oh, yes.
It's just a little...

Again, I apologize
for the outburst.

Whatever you can do
to keep it personal.

I'm sorry?

She's kind of been kicking
our ass, Alan.

That's the first crack
I've seen in her armor.

I'm not going to exploit her.

Alan, if you can't put
your client's interest...

ahead of Christine's,
then step aside.

- Let number two take over.
- We now have to go to court?

- Let number two take over.
- We now have to go to court?

No... We are confident
we'll be able to handle this.

I hire one of the biggest
law firms in Boston...

definitely one of the most expensive...
and I'm being neutralized...

by Salmon Man,
who happens to be your son?

Let me tell you something,
Byron.

Uh, Brad Chase is one of
our finest litigators.

He will handle this.

Your Honor, we've had meetings with
the Environmental Protection Agency.

- They signed off on this already.
- With all due respect...

the E.P.A. Gets steamrolled
by the administration all the time.

No matter what anyone proposes
these days, there's always...

somebody somewhere who jumps up
and screams, "Whoa, the environment."

Now, there's a word, Your Honor,
a very simple word...

that describes what my client
is trying to do here.

Please don't let
the word be "progress."

- How about "people"?
- People?

Yes. We are trying to invest
in the future of people.

Creating jobs
at a time of unemployment.

We're talking about
over 1,000 jobs.

We're talking about benefiting
people below the poverty line.

We are talking about people
hoping to educate their children...

afford medical coverage,
feed their families.

Basic human needs.

This man wants to put all that on hold
because it inconveniences a fish.

Mr. Crane?

Well, first...

this whole thing kinda goes
to the farmed salmon issue.

The government is trying to count these
genetically raised salmon as wild ones.

So they can take salmon
off the endangered species list.

- I get that. So what?
- "So what?"

People, Judge. Jobs, insurance,
school books, food.

- People.
- Well, farmed salmon is terrible for people.

They're carcinogenic.
They don't even look like real salmon.

By the way, they're fed these little
pellets to turn their meat red.

- Otherwise it's this pallid, white...
- People, jobs, America first.

There's a rumor...
I can't give evidence on this.

But there's a rumor the cattle they
have to kill due to mad cow disease...

they grind 'em up and then feed the meat
to the farmed salmon.

Objection, Your Honor.
There is nothing in the record...

that even remotely
substantiates that.

Counsel, the river in question
only concerns...

wild salmon, so can we get off
the farmed salmon?

We're talking about lifting the
environmental protections on that river.

They're inflating the salmon
count with the farmed numbers...

to get those protections lifted.

People, jobs, food chain.

Oh, yes. People and jobs.
Wild salmon...

is a billion-dollar industry
in this country alone.

Once we destroy the wild salmon
population, and that's what we're doing...

that's a billion-dollar
industry gone.

People, jobs, school books.

And we'll have to go back
to eating meat.

People, cancer.

We'll just eat
the farmed stuff.

There's nothing wrong
with synthetic food, Your Honor.

We live in a synthetic country,
for God's sake.

Whoa.

And on that note, I'll rest.
Donny Crane.

You should've seen Seymore's face.
I think I'm about to get fired.

- You won't be fired.
- What am I gonna do?

What can I possibly say in my closing?
I've got nothing.

- Rabbit.
- I'm sorry?

Pull a rabbit
out from under your dress.

You know what Gerry Spence does
in these hopeless situations?

He just tells
the jury a story.

- A story?
- Any story, as long as it's interesting.

He just entertains the jury.
He gets 'em right here.

And in that moment,
when he has them right here...

he connects the story
to his case.

Sometimes barely,
sometimes ridiculously.

And then he asks the jury
to let his client go...

and for God knows what reason,
they often do.

- A good story may be your rabbit.
- Alan.

I'm sorry, Sally.
This is a little important.

I need your number.

You have my number, Christine.
I haven't changed it.

Alan, every lawsuit eventually
comes down to a number.

- What's your number?
- 750,000.

And I'm the insane one. 250.

- Too low.
- It's more than fair. She got other employment.

- At less pay.
- The present-day value of 200...

That offer is rejected,
Christine.

I don't know
if I'm up to closing.

I think I am,
but I don't...

My client
will only go up to 250.

Please.

That number won't get it done,
Christine.

A man with felony priors
for robbery and burglary.

But this time, he stole
the wallet by mistake.

Sure.

One day,
I was in my kitchen...

I think I was about 15...

and in came Fred,
my big chocolate Lab...

and in his mouth
was a dead rabbit.

The neighbor's pet rabbit.

And I thought,
this is it for Fred.

If they find out
he killed their adored pet...

animal control
would be down and...

So, I took the rabbit...

washed him off in the sink,
pulled out the blow-dryer...

got him all white
and fluffy-looking.

And I snuck over to my neighbor's backyard,
and I put him back in the cage...

hoping they'd think he died
of natural causes.

That night,
my parents came into my room.

The neighbor's pet rabbit had died
three days ago, they told me.

They buried him in the woods,
and some wacko evidently...

dug him up, washed him off
and put him back in the cage.

But I remember
thinking to myself...

the truth is not only
stranger than fiction...

but often less believable.

And that's what we have here,
ladies and gentlemen.

The logical version,
I suppose...

is that my client
stole that wallet.

The less believable,
but quite possibly true account...

is that he mistook it
for his own.

Nobody, not one of us,
can be sure...

it didn't happen exactly
the way Ramone Valasquez said it did.

That's reasonable doubt.

People like to stare
at their coffee a lot here.

- All set?
- Yep.

You like being a lawyer,
Alan?

- I do, actually. You?
- Yeah.

Except for the days
when the job is ugly.

When you have to go against your instincts
to be kind or compassionate.

It's important
that she not close well.

Some people simply
cannot let go.

You love a person
so desperately...

you perhaps
lose sight of reason...

and you begin to act unreasonably,
perhaps out of control even.

It's possible Daniel Ralston
had no control over his behavior.

Maybe he truly couldn't stop
pursuing Wendy Moore.

Maybe he had to keep calling,
had to schedule those lunches...

had to seemingly stalk her,
if you will.

He was in love with her.

People in love lose their grip.

But what's at issue here is her state
of mind, her mental state.

Not Mr. Ralston's state of mind,
but Wendy's.

Was she reasonably upset
by this relentless pursuit?

She's a married woman
with a family...

trying to salvage her marriage,
and her boss keeps calling...

keeps coming, keeps coming,
keeps propositioning her.

The fact that she once loved this man
only makes it worse, more difficult.

What choice did she really have
but to leave?

Maybe that was his plan all the time.
He knew he couldn't fire her.

Maybe that was
his psychological game.

Where the only thing that she
could really do in the end...

was get in her car...

and drive off.

He created a hostile
working environment...

with repeated unwelcomed sexual advances,
ladies and gentlemen.

That is prima facie classic
sexual harassment.

Love happens in the workplace
all the time.

In fact, it's where
most affairs start...

most relationships.

It happens.
So do breakups.

As a woman, I am offended by
the onslaught of these lawsuits.

As neutral as the language may be,
sexual harassment law is gender biased.

It exists to protect women.

It feeds into the perception
that women are weaker than.

It goes all the way back
to common law...

where women were denied
the right to enter into contracts...

because we lacked
mental capacity.

Today's harassment law
is designed to protect us...

from sexual banter in the workplace
because we just can't take it.

I can take it. Can you?

Can you? Do we really need
to cleanse the workplace...

of all sexual expression
so it'll be safe for us?

These laws treat us
as if we were either...

psychologically or emotionally impaired,
and I'm sick of it.

Are some cases legitimate?
Absolutely.

But here,
this woman is a grown-up.

She entered into an adult
consensual relationship with her boss.

It ended,
perhaps bumpy.

He's hurt, he's still in love,
so she sues.

She wasn't fired.

She is a college-educated vice president
of a brokerage firm.

She's 34 years old.
She's a professional.

She's here today to tell you
that she can't stick up for herself.

She is here today trying
to take advantage of a law...

that declares
women to be the weaker sex.

Not for me,
ladies and gentlemen.

I wouldn't have gotten
in my car and driven off.

I'd have sooner
driven over him.

Let's treat these people...

both of them...
as if they were grown-ups.

My own quick research
reveals wild salmon...

especially Atlantic salmon,
are threatened with extinction.

They're an endangered species...

which means the environmental protections
on that river have to stay in place.

Your Honor, they're not endangered
if you count the farmed salmon.

I'm not counting
the farmed salmon.

And the idea to count them
is absurd.

That river stays protected.
Your variance is officially pulled.

Apermanent restraining order
is now in effect.

I keep telling you you talk too fast.
You talk too damn fast.

"America first.
We're a synthetic country."

- What's wrong with you?
- The best man won in there.

You know, Dad...

I've never really had
a big trial to speak of.

This is the...

For the last 10 years or so,
I've pretended to be you.

Through college,
law school, and...

I always felt like whenever
I'd go into a courtroom...

I would kinda...
channel you or something.

But this is the first time
I actually felt it.

- I was Donny Crane.
- Yes, you were.

Yes, you were.

In the matter of
Moore versus Ralston...

on the question ofliability,
we find in favor of the plaintiff.

We further order the defendant
to pay damages...

in the amount of $ 125,000.

Damn it.

Ladies and gentlemen of thejury,
thank you for your time.

You are discharged.

- I'm sorry.
- I got my verdict anyway.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

- Great. Thanks.
- Congratulations, Christine. You tried an excellent case.

Thank you. Alan?

I can and do
accept that it's over.

The thing is,
while I was institutionalized...

the only person who wrote to me,
who came to visit me...

who called me,
was you.

My world became
quite two-dimensional.

There was the hospital and you.

And when I was suddenly faced
with having to walk away...

from both the hospital
and you...

it was more than I could...

- But I am going to make it.
- I have no doubt.

You tried an excellent case.

We should eat at that wonderful
Indian place sometime.

I'd like that.

You don't think she'll go
Glenn Close on you?

You don't think she'll go
Glenn Close on you?

No. Out of
compulsive curiosity...

I always befriend my most
colorful ex-girlfriends.

Beautiful woman,
Glenn Close.

Always meant
to have sex with her.

- Well, I went with the rabbit.
- Of what variety?

I told an urban legend story for my
closing. Involved a rabbit.

- Got the jury right here.
- And?

They came back in 32 minutes.
Not guilty.

- You're kidding?
- I thought we could celebrate... like rabbits.

- Your hutch or mine?
- 9:00, my hutch. Be there.

Sally Heep.

Well, it seems
we're all winners today.

In court, in love.

You didn't win in court today.
Remember? Your side lost.

Ooh, that's right.

He was really something.
You should've seen him.

May I ask, how does a man
not see his son in 15 years?

Ah, don't start with me.

I'm being curious,
not judgmental.

Is that who Denny Crane is?

He's not my son.

What do you mean,
he's not your son?

His mother slapped me with
a paternity suit. I settled.

She came back
about 10 years later...

with a guilty conscience
and admitted that I wasn't the father...

just deep pockets.

But I liked the kid...

so I kept paying
for his education and so forth.

Obviously, he doesn't know.

His mother said
it would break his heart.

He so liked being...

the son of Denny Crane.

Hmm. Who wouldn't?

You're not my father?

I'm not your son?

I'm not your son.

- Not by blood.
- Then how?

You didn't raise me.
Who's my father?

You'll have to discuss that
with your mother.

- It's all been a lie.
- Hey, what wasn't a lie was your performance in that courtroom.

You're a hell of a lawyer.

You did channel me.

L... I gotta go.

Sir, is it okay
if I keep the name?

Of course.

Donny Crane.