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- Testing, testing.

- I told you--you should have done it at the VFW.

- We need them to think we're formidable.

- They just need to know you care.

- They need to know we can win.

- We know we can win. - Don't get cocky.

Amanda Vonn is Medusa in Chanel.

- Three pillars of a class action--

numerosity, commonality, and adequacy.

Numerosity is the number of victims.

Commonality is that they all have similar complaints,

and adequacy is that we can handle a case this big--

- They don't care about all that.

They care about their kids. Trust me on that.

- You sure you don't want me to do this?

- I can handle it. - I know you can, but--

- I can handle it.

- Hey, how you doing? Deck Shifflet.

Just got to, uh, tag you here.

- Frank Frantangelo. My kid's Frankie.

- Got it, got it, got it.

- You one of the lawyers? - Uh, para-lawyer.

I'm studying for the bar, so fingers crossed, am I right?

Wait a second-- Frantangelo,

like the Italian sorbetto truck?

Sir, your mango piazza--

it is, like, imprinted in my mind.

- Yeah, that's the one all the foodies like.

- Right. Well, you know what?

I am gonna take that as a compliment.

It is an honor meeting you, sir.

Sit anywhere you like.

- Everybody, please find your seats.

Thank you for coming.

I'm Rudy Baylor. I'm a lawyer.

I know.

Nobody hears that and thinks, well, my day just got better.

- We asked you here because we represent a client

currently at Medford Juvenile Detention.

We believe he was sentenced illegally

and inappropriately and your children may have been, too.

To that end, we have filed

a class-action lawsuit against the facility.

Uh, the folders on your chairs there,

they're explainers for what that means, how it works.

- Uh, my son already had his hearing.

- My kid's been locked up for two years.

You're telling me now you can fix this?

- What I'm saying is that those hearings

may not have worked the way they were supposed to.

And if it happened to enough of you,

then, yes, we can challenge it together.

- So, my boy could come home?

- Yes, ma'am, if we win.

- My son is up for probation next year.

You poke the bear, they decide to make an example of him,

then what?

- Well, there are protections for that, sir.

We could ask for court oversight.

- And while you're asking for court oversight,

he's still in there with a target on his back.

And now--now he's someone that they need to shut up.

Well--

- Well, now, no one is asking anyone

to make a decision today.

- In my experience, when people know they're being monitor--

- In your experience?

The guy who had one case?

Meanwhile, if you're wrong, my kid pays for it.

So do all your kids.

And you, you cash out on their backs.

- Sir, if we lose, then we don't get paid.

- Right, and if we win, you get more than any of us.

- Well, that's how contingency fees work.

We front the resources, we fight the system,

and in return, uh, we-- we do make a profit

because we are the ones taking all the risk.

- You take all the risk?

- Sir, I'm sorry, that--that didn't--that didn't come out--

- You got a big mouth, Counselor.

I hope you help somebody.

I blew it up. Whole room turned on him.

He didn't get anyone.

We have a deal, right?

My kid gets out.

- Yes.

It won't happen overnight, but I'll be in touch.

- How'd you convince her to take you in?

Amanda's not known for her charity work.

- I guess I made a compelling case.

- Must have been some blowjob.

- And? - Baylor flopped.

The families weren't interested.

- Well, how could you know that?

- Here are the parameters.

Everything we discuss regarding our agreement

remains between you and me.

Neither Megan nor anyone in this office

or anyone outside of this office is to be told anything.

- How could she know that Rudy didn't get them to sign?

- We're very resourceful.

Now...

what does Ronan believe he has on me?

- He hasn't told me much.

- Oh, you'll remedy that.

- There's a limit to what I can ask.

- The only limit is what you will accept.

- Fine.

I want more than an office.

- What do you want?

- Second chair on the Harrowsgate case.

- I don't do second chairs.

- Too bad.

That's the limit of what I'll accept.

She won't let me near Harrowsgate.

- Aughrim.

We made it pretty clear that you need to get on that case.

- She wants what you have on her.

- I bet she does.

- She needs to know that I'm on her side.

- But you aren't on her side, right?

- I have to give her something.

- You can tell her what we suspect,

but I'm not about to give you evidence--that'd be mental.

- Well, you want my help, right?

- You have this backwards, darling.

You want my help, remember?

You impress me, and you're grand.

- I'm not a secret agent. I'm just an attorney.

- An attorney facing indictment.

- Hell with this.

You can tell Reddick I'm done. OK?

Oh.

Ronan...

what are you doing? - Having a word.

I was asking for patience.

You should try it.

- I just came back

because I need that non-prosecution agreement.

- I don't think you know what these people are, love.

The devil doesn't come with horns.

He-- or even she--

tends to arrive in a fancy suit.

And, no, you're not a secret agent.

You're not even a lawyer, not right now.

- Then what am I?

- An exorcist.

- Why do they want to talk to me again anyway?

- Well, they--

They probably just want to clarify some things

in the record. - Right,

or they found out some new information

in the raid.

- Why do they keep coming after Tom?

- They're not after Tom. Tom is just the bait.

He's like a-- he's like a slimy little worm,

aren't you, Tom?

- But we think that they're using him

to catch a bigger, more important fish.

- Could he go to jail?

- Highly unlikely.

- Oh, you're all dancing around me.

Did Tom screw up or what? - No.

- I was asking Jocelyn.

- Her name is Bruiser.

- Well, I like Jocelyn.

That OK?

- Uh, it's my name.

- Hmm.

- I know those pretty eyes won't lie to me.

- So...

did he screw up or what?

- Yes.

- Wow. Thanks.

OK, Boone, what do I always say about training?

- There's no shortcuts. - That's right.

Well, I took one.

I was in debt, late on my mortgage.

I thought I could gamble my way out of it.

Got underwater with some bad people.

- Gator...

he's the big fish.

- That's right.

They're using Tom to nail him.

- Did you ever bet on baseball?

- Never.

- And you never pulled me out to pay off the big fish?

- I pulled you out because I didn't want you

to waste your best stuff when no one was looking.

I wanted you to save it for when it counted.

- Well, all right, then.

Let's go.

- Thank you.

- Thank you, Thomas.

I ordered for you.

- Thank you.

Never been here before. - No, you haven't.

The first woman to be a member of the Blue Peregrine

was just six years ago, if you can believe that.

- Who was she?

How'd you do it?

- I made them realize

it was cheaper to make a treaty than go to war.

- You're the Ruth Bader Ginsburg

of the Blue Peregrine Club.

- Ruth was an asshole.

You and I have something in common.

- Mm?

- We both don't like being told no.

And when we are told no, we find a way.

So did you find a way to get me the information

that I asked for?

- In Ireland, they are looking at you for money laundering,

bribery, and conspiracy.

- And in the U.S.?

- All of that, plus wire fraud.

- Wire fraud is an American obsession.

What kind of evidence?

That's all they would give me. - Well, you need to try harder.

- That's not fair. - Not fair?

Is that your argument?

- Let me put it this way--

alienating me is not in your best interest.

- Better.

Come with me. Leave your drink.

Take your clothes off.

- Are we swimming?

- Didn't your law school

teach you about differential etiology?

Ruling out all possibilities.

You think I'm wearing a wire.

- Skirt.

Bra.

- You want my underwear, too? - You can leave those on.

Turn around, please.

- Satisfied?

- You can put your clothes on now.

They want you on the Harrowsgate case

because they believe it's emblematic

of their entire thesis.

- Is it?

How much trouble are you in?

- That depends.

- On what?

- On whether we win this case.

- "We"?

- Where have you been? - Uh, I have some news.

- We're due in chambers.

- Amanda filed a motion to consolidate.

- What? - Yeah.

It's an odd choice for her.

- What does it mean?

- It means we have two cases.

Uh, Habeas and Section 1983-- she wants them joined.

- Habeas is "get me out of juvie."

Section 1983 is "now pay me."

- Maybe you are aurally inclined.

- I told you.

- Why is it an odd choice for her, though?

- 'Cause consolidating will only speed things up,

and Amanda Vonn is known for slow-walking her cases.

This can't be good for us.

- What's your news? - She added a second chair.

It's Sarah.

- Mr. Baylor. - Ms. Vonn.

- Ms. Stone. - Pleasure.

- Good to meet you both.

You already know Ms. Plankmore. - Yes, we do.

We're starting to make this a tradition, aren't we?

- Good morning.

- Judge.

- Oh, look at this.

Everyone made it through Charleston traffic.

Sit, sit.

Let's make it worth the drive.

Now, who's counsel for the state?

- Your Honor, this is a letter from the attorney general

appointing me under South Carolina code

as outside counsel to represent South Carolina DJJ.

- So you will be representing Harrowsgate and the state.

That does simplify things.

- This one has long tentacles. - Mm-hmm.

- Your Honor, there are two matters here

with multiple common questions of law and fact--

Habeas petitions seeking plaintiffs' release

and Section 1983 claims

alleging systemic abuse against Harrowsgate.

- Your Honor, there may be common questions,

but they're not the same at all.

- Counsel is alleging constitutional violations

committed against the same plaintiffs

by the same judge at the same facility in the same way.

Separate tracks will result in duplicative discovery,

unnecessary delays, and wasted time and energy for this court.

We are moving that you consolidate proceedings

under Rule 42

and set a unified schedule for class certification.

- Your Honor, different elements,

different remedies, and very different procedures.

Consolidation would only confuse

and complicate things.

- Why the rush, Ms. Vonn?

- We believe consolidation forces clarity,

not to mention efficiency.

If there are juveniles who are unlawfully in custody,

they should be released as soon as possible.

- Well, I'll be damned--defense counsel with a conscience.

Miracles do happen.

But I do think that we should fast-track this.

Priority scheduling under Rule 40(h).

Is there anything else?

- There is, Your Honor.

There's the issue of numerosity.

Counsel is claiming to have a class,

but we have yet to see a list of plaintiffs.

- Numerosity is often where people get cute.

I need a real number, a sustainable number.

6 is a couples' dinner. 10 is a group text.

- 40.

- You have 40 juveniles?

- At least.

- Is counsel prepared to share a list of names with us?

- Your Honor, with respect, are we litigating this today?

- No.

This is chambers.

Everybody unclench.

You come in here on Monday morning with 40,

we keep moving.

Come in with 39, we do not.

- Mousetrap.

It wasn't about consolidation. It was about numerosity.

If they don't have a class, they don't have a case.

They walked right into it, and you closed the trap.

- Not yet.

- What do you mean?

- We need to find out where he got those names.

That's the trap.

- Have you ever seen this man around the ballpark?

- Uh, no, sir. Who is he?

- He's an enforcer for the Dixie Mafia.

- My client said he hasn't seen the man.

Next question.

- June 10th, um...

you're pitching against Biloxi. - Damn right.

No-hitter.

- Until your manager pulled you out.

- Yeah, he wanted to keep me fresh for the scouts.

- As my client already testified to the grand jury.

Look, we've answered all your questions,

and I'm late for a wax.

Are we done here?

- Just one more little thing. - Sure.

- There's a, uh, text exchange

recovered from Tom's phone,

and it was, uh, sent during the Biloxi game.

Can you?

"Pull him out. You can't win this game."

- "Relax, I'm pulling him.

I'm the manager. Let me manage."

- "Their best 'hotter's' on deck."

I think they mean "hitter."

"What the hell are you waiting for?"

- "I said I'd do it. Say thank you, and shut up."

- Who was Tom texting? - His wife.

- Spousal privilege-- you know you can't use those.

- It's a crime/fraud exception.

- Well, the only crime I see

is a husband being dogged by his wife.

- And I think that's for a judge to decide.

- You're reading it all wrong, bruh.

- "Pull him out"? "You can't win this game"?

I think it's pretty clear that she's saying

you're not allowed to win this game.

- No. No, no, look, I was out of gas.

Yeah, yeah, so she knew that if I stayed in, that, uh...

well, then we couldn't win.

- Context is everything.

- Hey, buddy.

Ah.

- You were like a father to me.

- Boone, I can explain!

- I tried to stop him,

but I guess he drives fast when he's pissed off.

- What the hell happened?

- Quinn has the Biloxi texts between you and Lynette.

- But I deleted those.

- Digital forensics, asshole!

Jesus, Tom, how involved is she in all this?

- Barely. What does it matter? - Is that Bruiser?

- "Barely"? She's talking to Gator.

And it matters, because if Quinn can argue

that she was part of this, he can pierce spousal privilege.

- How'd it go with the DA? - Quinn has backed off.

Hopefully he's out of moves. - So everything's fine?

What happened to your face?

- Well-- - I punched him.

- Huh. Been there.

Did you make my salad?

Got to hit my macros.

- He never made me a salad.

- Yeah, well, he also divorced you.

Sole breadwinner now-- got to get to work.

- How much does she know, and when did she know it?

- She knew about the debt.

She knew about my arrangement with Gator.

And she was micromanaging me, as usual.

- Mm.

- What?

- You're hiding something.

There's a reason you're not telling me everything.

I haven't figured it out yet,

but I will.

- Bruiser...

what did Boone say in there?

- He saved your ass.

- Bruiser says you got to get those families back.

- I'm working on an email now.

- Do you know why you lost them?

Uh, yeah, I got flustered.

- Mm.

I always liked the ballet.

The ba--

That surprises you. - No, it--

- A woman like me who likes the ballet.

- I just--I wasn't expecting you to say that, that's all.

- I never did get to see Baryshnikov live,

but I watched him on TV.

He danced like he had...

helium in his feet.

I heard he used to say

that right up until the point he walked out on that stage,

he was convinced

he'd forgotten the choreography...

every time.

Can you imagine?

He was terrified.

But every time he stepped out on that stage,

it was right there...

because it wasn't just in him.

It was him.

- You know, I think I'm missing what you're trying to tell me.

- You have something in you, too.

You just forgot about it. - Right.

And what is that?

- Your superpower is that you care.

You cared about me, you cared about my son,

and you cared about what's right.

You don't need all these fancy suits

and fancy words and hotel ballrooms.

All you need to remember is already in you.

Don't send that email.

- I have to send-- - Call them...

every one of them.

They won't come because of what you say to them.

They'll come because you listen to what they had to say to you.

- Megan, are you possibly free tonight?

- Why? So you can murder me and wear my skin?

- Amanda put me on Harrowsgate. - Congrats.

Oh, my God, I'm so happy for you.

- Actually, I'm meeting with an employee at the prison tonight,

and it would be helpful to have someone there

who knows the case as well as you.

- Oh, don't glaze me. - Please.

I need your help.

Yay.

Don't--don't say "yay."

- Look, I don't have much time. I'm on nights this week.

Shift starts in an hour.

- Do you always drink before work?

- 'Cause you look like a man who can handle it.

- You're lawyers, huh?

You look like a bachelorette party.

- She's a lawyer. I'm just here to look pretty.

- Well, I don't talk to lawyers,

no matter how you look.

Call my union rep.

- Yeah, Mr. Shanks, we represent Harrowsgate,

the company that-- - That signs my paychecks.

- There's a list of boys incarcerated at Medford.

They want to join a lawsuit against our client.

They would like to be certified as a class.

- "A class"? What the hell is that?

- That's--that's not important.

What is important is how opposing counsel

might have procured that list.

- Hold up. You think I had something to do with it?

- No, no one--no one's making accusations.

We're just trying--

- You know what I do for a living?

I look after other people's screwed-up kids.

We feed them, educate them, and keep them off your streets.

And for that, I get $19.24 an hour.

You really think I want to do any of these shit whistles

a goddamn favor? - Earl, let's start over.

Why don't you grab us all a cold one?

On us.

- Sure.

- You're as charming as the DMV.

- What does that mean?

- Stop talking like a lawyer.

He's a good old boy. Unbutton your shirt.

- What? - Unbutton your shirt.

If I had a body like yours,

I'd be throwing my tits all over the place.

- What do you mean? You have-- you have a great body.

- Oh.

Keep talking dirty to me, I'm gonna need a new chair.

Oh, tequila.

Cheers. - Cheers.

- Cheers.

- Would you say you're the most experienced guard at Medford?

- That's a pretty good bet.

- Then you must have a theory

about who made that list, hmm?

- Suffredes.

- Wait, the kid? But how?

- He's the one suing you, right?

How'd you think he got that lawyer to begin with?

Little asshole don't quit.

That lawyer, Baylor, put him up to it.

We done here? I got to get to work.

- Of course. Yes. Um, thank you for your help.

- Boone?

Boone?

- I'm in the cold plunge.

- Look, I-I know you're upset.

And I-I'm not here to defend Tom.

I didn't lie for his sake.

I-I lied for yours.

You needed plausible deniability

so you could swear under oath and not...

perjure yourself.

I was just trying to protect you.

- I can't hear you out there.

- I didn't--

I didn't know about the texts to Lynette.

He lied to me, too.

But I should have seen it coming.

- Hand me a towel?

- Isn't there supposed to be shrinkage?

- This is shrinkage.

- There you are. Jesus!

How about we pick up our telephone?

- Oh, sorry, Mom. It must be turned off.

- Look, Rudy convinced the families

to give us another chance.

They're all coming to the office today at 11:00.

- Wait, our office? - Our office.

- The one that's currently being renovated?

- Yeah, I don't know. He says he has a...

he says he has a plan.

What the hell is that? - What?

- Holy Mary, Mother of God. Is Tom upstairs right now?

- No!

- After everything he's put us through?

- "Us"? OK, Deck, you need to stop talking and go.

What the hell are you doing here?

- She kicked me out.

- Jesus, you had one job!

Wait, wait, wait, wait!

No, no, no! You cannot stay here.

- Wait, wait, wait. Hold up a second.

Hold up, hold up, hold up.

If you're here, then who's upstairs?

- Why do you smell like Dr. Squatch?

- Bruiser, he's your client!

- Well, not anymore. He fired me.

- Before or after? - During.

- Oh, gross. - Wait, you slept with Boone?

Ew! I can't believe this. How could you do this to me?

- You can't be serious. - He's my pitcher!

- We are not talking about this right now.

What happened with you and Lynette?

- She hocked my baseball cards, all of 'em.

You believe that?

You know, even when I was the one making the money,

if she wasn't spending it, she was losing it.

After everything I've done for her, all this shit I'm in--

- "Say thank you and shut up." - Exactly!

- No, in the Biloxi texts,

you said, "Say thank you and shut up."

You've been protecting her this whole time.

- I'm so lost.

- It wasn't Tom's gambling debt.

It was Lynette's.

- We're doing all this for the weather whore?

- Listen, I always appreciate a return phone call. Please.

Guys, Delphine will show you to a seat.

Mrs. Jackson, thank you so much--

- How did he get all these people to come out?

- He called them.

- All of them? - Yeah.

- It's lovely to see you.

Thank you very much. Come on in.

Follow your wife. Thank you, sir.

Mr. Blake, hi.

Mr. Frantangelo, you made it.

- You know, curiosity got the best of me.

- Well, I'm glad you made it.

Thank you, ma'am.

Come on in. Guys, come on in. It's a pleasure.

Thank you. Delphine.

- It's a full house today. Thanks for coming, by the way.

So...

- Where's Dot?

- Here she comes.

- Do you know what you're gonna say?

- Nope.

Well...

I sure made a hell

of a first impression, didn't I?

Welcome to J. Lyman Stone.

That's Jocelyn Stone right there.

She's the boss.

Deck Shifflet and I-- we're the associates.

And, yes, this used to be a Taco Hut.

As you can see, we're expanding.

We're gonna add barbecue to the menu.

You asked about the money, how we get paid.

We work on contingency.

The concept was invented in the 1920s

so that working people like you,

like my own family,

could afford to have someone fight for them.

We're not different from you,

and we are certainly not better.

We are you.

Mrs. Jackson, your son, Steve-- he was convicted

of setting fire to your neighbor's shed.

But witnesses put him at a bowling alley 12 miles away.

They were ignored by Judge Halloran.

Mr. Blake, Elliott bought a bike on Craigslist.

He couldn't have known it was stolen,

and yet, Halloran convicted him anyway.

Mr. Frantangelo...

yeah, Frankie did take your truck for a joyride,

did a fair amount of damage.

I'm sure there is an appropriate punishment.

Should that punishment be spending

the rest of his childhood in a prison cell?

Every one of your kids has been convicted of a crime,

but we believe that every one of them

is the victim of a crime. - Yeah.

- We're asking you

to let us fight for your boys.

Let us bring them home.

- Well, I'll be damned.

- It's the kid.

Rudy had Victor put that list together.

That's good.

We'll need that, 'cause now he has the families on board.

- And we can argue that he can't use them

because of the way they were procured.

- Not only is your ex gonna lose this hearing,

he's gonna lose his law license.

- Seven-day forecast is mostly sunny

with an occasional passing shower,

but as Mom used to say,

don't be sour, showers bring flowers!

- You bitch.

- I'm in the middle of a taping!

- Like I give a shit.

It was your mess Tom was trying to fix.

- Get out! Everybody get out!

I thought I was marrying a pro ballplayer,

not some minor-league has-been. He owes me.

This life is not what I signed up for!

- Oh, "this life"?

He put his life on the line for you!

And even now, all you give a shit about is yourself!

- Oh, my God.

You still love him.

Well, you can have him.

- You are such an idiot.

If you divorce Tom, he can testify against you.

So you're gonna stay with him.

And you're gonna do everything in your power

to keep him alive and out of prison,

because if you don't, I will help him bury you...

you repulsive reptile.

- I need to talk to you. - I'm late.

- You can't use that list.

- What are you talking about?

- The list of names for the class--you can't use it.

- Why is that?

- I can't say. I just-- I need you to trust me on this.

- Trust you?

What are you doing here, Sarah? - I'm just--I'm trying to help.

- Why would I ever believe that?

- Because it's the truth.

- You don't even know what the truth looks like anymore.

- Rudy, that's not true. Rudy, please.

- You spoke to Sarah?

- Yeah, she told me not to use the list.

- Well, obviously, that girl's a snake.

She may have shed her skin, but she'll always be a snake.

- What if she was telling the truth?

- You think? - I don't know.

Doesn't she seem different to you?

- No! Look, they already pulled us into one trap

by expediting this.

We stick with the plan.

- Good morning. Let's get right to it.

Mr. Baylor, have you adequately satisfied numerosity?

- Yes, Your Honor.

We have...

A list of 44 families who fit the proposed class,

each of their kids unlawfully sentenced

and impacted by Harrowsgate in the same manner.

- And I trust you made copies of this list for myself

and defense counsel?

- Of course, Your Honor.

- Your Honor, while we appreciate

seeing this list of names,

we're entitled to know how these names were found.

- Mr. Baylor?

- Oh, our lead plaintiff spoke

to fellow Medford occupants, Your Honor.

- Counsel,

are you telling me you asked a minor

to procure clients for you?

- How else are we supposed to locate other victims

with all juvenile files sealed?

It's a catch-22. - A challenge, sure,

and one I'm sure your firm considered

before filing a class action.

But asking a minor to do your work

is an astonishing violation of ethics--

disbarrable, even.

- Your Honor-- - Counselor, one moment.

I have no choice but to speak to the boy directly.

- Uh, Your Honor, he's--he's 12 years old.

Is it really necessary to drag him into this?

- A question you should have asked yourself last week.

I will hear the young man's testimony.

Adjourned till 3:00.

- I was telling Rudy about all the other kids

like me in Medford who got the same con job.

And he was interested in how their stories were like mine.

- So who first suggested talking to others

about joining your case?

- Why can't we talk about what really matters?

You're a judge. Aren't you supposed to help us?

- I understand. You're upset.

But it's my job to tackle each issue in the right order.

And right now I need to know whose idea--

- It was my idea.

I made the list, and then I gave it to him.

- Your Honor, may I talk to my client?

- I'm doing the questioning now, Mr. Baylor.

- Your Honor, my client is lying.

I just want to explain to him that that is not--

- I'm not lying. - You are lying, Victor.

- Mr. Baylor, return to your seat.

- Victor, I don't want you to lie for me.

- Mr. Baylor, this is your last warning.

- I need you!

I need you.

- Mr. Baylor, return to your seat, now.

Victor, one last time--

did Rudy Baylor ask you

to put a list of names together?

- Yes, but then he told me to stop.

I was the one who kept doing it anyway.

That's the truth.

- Thank you, Victor.

The bailiff will escort you from the courtroom.

Mr. Baylor...

In my view, you exploited a juvenile

to not only procure new clients

but to do so in an environment that you yourself called

a violently hostile one.

Your conduct warrants that I refer you to the state bar

for disciplinary proceedings.

However...

You have just sacrificed yourself

to protect your client.

That matters to me.

I'm going to take a leap here, Mr. Baylor,

and assume that the conduct in question

may have been an innocent lapse in judgment.

- Thank you, Your Honor.

- My ruling doesn't change the fact

that you obtained this list unethically,

in violation of Rule 7.3.

I therefore cannot allow anyone on this list

to help you satisfy numerosity.

- Uh, Your Honor, all these kids have valid--

- Let me finish.

I'm giving you one week

to ethically find me a new list of 40 clients.

If you can do that, you've got numerosity.

I will then allow this original list to join,

and we can move on to the pillars

of commonality and adequacy.

But first...

you need the numbers.

- I am the light of the world.

And the one who follows me will not walk in darkness

but will have light and life.

- Amanda put me on Harrowsgate.

- Well done, you. And?

Have you learned anything of interest?

- All seems pretty aboveboard to me.

- Is there anything suspicious going on

at Becker, Sinclair and Vonn that I need to know about?

- No.

- Really?

Nothing dodgy going on? - No.

No, nothing dodgy.

- It's like butter wouldn't melt in your mouth.

- What does that mean? - It's an Irish expression.

It means...

I'm skeptical.

- You think I'm lying?

- You went to see your ex-boyfriend.

- How-- Are you following me?

- Well, trust is hard won.

- Oh, you're an asshole.

- Indeed. A proper one.

What did you talk to him about?

- I was just wishing him luck, that's all.

- I see.

Anything else you want to confess?

We are in a church. - No, nothing else.

- All right, then,

off with you.

- You've been drinking.

- I'm fine.

- You should not have come here like this.

What was I supposed to do?

I'm trapped!

Bruiser says I have to stay with him.

- Good advice. - Are you kidding?

I'm already at a Cat-5!

It doesn't get worse than that!

You have to help me! I can't take it anymore!

- I'm not a divorce attorney.

- I'm not looking for a divorce.