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Gerald Tate's here. He wants to know what's happening to his deal.

Go get Harvey.

Trust me. I can handle Gerald Tate.

I'm sorry. You say the bet's to me?

Harvey, when are you going to leave Pearson and work for a man?

I'll leave Jessica anytime you want.

You just have to formally ask.

Then, after that,

why don't you formally ask Santa Claus to bring you a pony

Because I'm not leaving Jessica.

I check.

Raise. 5,000.

I'm all in.

You can pay me later. I've got to go.

Gentlemen.

I'm paying you millions.

And you're telling me I'm going to get screwed?

Jessica, have I come at a bad time?

Gerald, this is Harvey Specter.

He's our best closer.

Well, if you're the best closer,

where the hell have you been for the last three hours?

Well, Gerald, I specialize in troubled situations,

and when I left here at 7:00 p.m.

this deal wasn't in jeopardy.

So, I'm just trying to figure out what happened in the interim.

We keep offering more money. They keep rejecting it.

It's last-minute bad faith bullshit.

It says here that Cooper won't be staying on as honorary Vice President.

That's right. I don't want him around.

He wouldn't be around. It's an honorary position.

I don't give a shit.

Well, I think you do, because that's what's changed since I left,

which means it's you who's been dealing in bad faith.

Well, now that you've got a grasp on what's happened in the goddamn interim,

what are you going to do about it?

Because he's not getting that title.

Well, let me make sure I understand this, okay?

We negotiated a deal that gave you everything you wanted.

Mr. Cooper signed it.

And now, you won't close

until we take away the last shred of his dignity?

Bingo.

Well, that's not going to happen.

And why the hell not?

Because I like Mr. Cooper

and my firm doesn't operate in bad faith.

Oh, I see how it is.

Instead of working Cooper, you're working me.

Well, why don't you take your pansy attitude back in there

and make him sign my deal?

Or I'll pay someone else your money to do it for me.

First of all, Gerald,

if you think anyone is going to touch this deal

after your bad faith, you're mistaken.

Second, the way our agreement works

is the minute Cooper signed the deal

which gave you everything you wanted,

our fee was due and payable.

Which is why, at 7:30,

I received confirmation of a wire transfer

from escrow indicating payment in full.

So, I'd say the ball's in your court,

but the truth is, your balls are in my fist.

Now, I apologize if that image is too pansy for you,

but I'm comfortable enough with my manhood

to put it out there.

Now, get your ass in there and close the goddamn deal.

You let him talk to me like this?

Harvey speaks for the firm.

We got paid before Gerald signed the deal?

What are you talking about? This is a memo about some fire drill on Tuesday.

- Ah. - You're the blue team captain.

You get to wear a fire hat.

Time's up. Pencils down.

Excuse me. Do I know you from somewhere?

I don't think so. I have a pretty good memory for faces.

Uh-huh.

So do I.

Oops. Sorry.

I've got it.

Hey. Hey! Stop!

You in the cap.

Hey. Get back here.

Come on, man.

What did you get me?

What I said I was going to get you. A 158.

I told you I wanted a 175.

And I told you only one out of 100 people can score that.

You're a B-student. You got a 1,000 on your SATs.

If I get you a 175, they'll know you cheated.

So, only a genius loser can get a 175?

Actually, no. I would get a 180.

Now, can I have my money, please?

Whoa. This is only half.

Then why don't you go call the police?

I've got to get my shit together.

This is the best cheeseburger I've had in my life.

It's from Monday, Trevor.

Look, man, I'm serious. I almost got caught today.

I've got to stop getting stoned.

I've got to get my act together.

Dude, look at me.

You can burn bud and still be a success.

You sell pot for a living.

It still saps the motivation.

All I'm saying is, you want in, you are in.

You know, that is word for word your offer

before I got caught cheating on your math test in the third grade.

- Goddamn memory. - Stop.

Look, no one's going to suspect you're a dealer.

I mean, look at me.

This is a $2,000 suit, Mike.

I've got, like, 12 of them.

I take on real software projects. I have clients

who bring me briefcases filled with cash,

and I hand them identical briefcases with vacuum-sealed bud.

I'm telling you, man. Hide in plain sight.

What do you need me for?

Well, I have a client coming in from out of town

and I can't meet him,

and I need someone I can trust to make the drop.

It's totally safe.

Come on. Help a brother out.

Trevor, a person is more likely to die while dealing drugs

than they would be on death row.

- In Texas. - Wait, what are you talking about?

It's from Freakonomics. Do you read anything that I give you?

It doesn't matter, because you have to find somebody else.

I'm not interested.

Not interested in what?

What are you doing here?

You said you were going to stay at your place tonight.

"Hi, sweetie.

"What a pleasant surprise. I'm so glad you stopped by."

No, we're in the middle of something.

What are you in the middle of?

Trevor's trying to set me up.

That's terrific. Uh, who's the lucky girl?

I'm trying to get him to work for me.

That's a great idea.

It will take some stress off Trevor,

and you'll pick up writing code like you do everything else.

All right. I've got to go.

I've got to get up early to see my grandmother

and pay them another month.

- Goodnight. - Bye.

How did you know Gerald wouldn't look at that memo?

Because a charging bull always looks at the red cape,

not at the man with the sword.

By the way, I've set up a meeting

for you and John Dockery next week.

Dockery? He's Skadden's biggest client.

Not anymore. He's looking around.

He wants us to assess where he's vulnerable to a takeover.

Plays tennis.

- I want you to close him. - Consider it done.

Then you are officially dismissed for the evening.

- Cheers. - Well, you two

seem to be celebrating something.

Mmm-hmm. We are.

In fact, you are looking at the best closer this city has ever seen.

Closer, huh? Baseball?

Attorney. I close situations.

Mmm. So, you only care about money.

The truth is, I do it for the children.

I'm Lisa.

Harvey.

Lisa, I don't normally do this, but since we are celebrating,

what time do you get off tonight?

Glad you asked.

I get off at ten past "I'm never going out with you."

I guess, uh, you're not the best closer this city's ever seen.

Morning.

Lisa, this was lovely, but I'm afraid it's time to go.

Aw! Can't we hang out?

I can make you breakfast.

I hate to miss a workout,

and I really need to be in the office by 7:30.

Mmm. That's too bad.

Because I was kind of thinking maybe

you could eat it off my stomach.

I guess if I skip the gym, I can still get in by 9:00.

I hear someone's not taking their pills.

Because they're trying to poison me.

Grammy, that's crazy.

Dr. Shrager gave me her word she wouldn't poison you until January.

If she does it before then,

she can't count it towards next year's quota.

Oh. What did I teach you?

Michael, I'm not going to be around forever,

and I want you to stop with that stuff.

What stuff?

I may be old, but I'm not an idiot.

I know life has been hard for you,

but you're not a kid anymore.

And I want you to promise

you're going to start living up to your potential.

I promise.

I'm not saying that I haven't been charmed by Harvey,

but it's just so patronizing when you say

that he can handle those things

and, "Louis, you can only handle this."

Jessica, I could have handled Gerald Tate.

And I told you I disagree.

- Why? - Because...

Because when you put two bullies in the same room together,

things generally don't go so well.

It's 9:30. Nice of you to show up

two hours after we open for business.

And I see that you're also trying to look like a pimp.

My bad, Louis. I was out late last night.

When I woke up, this is the suit your wife picked out for me.

And that would be funny if I had actually been married.

- Moving along. - You're not married?

Recruiting. Harvey, your interviews are set up for tomorrow.

What? Why don't we just hire

the Harvard summer associate douche?

I think if you listen to the phrasing of that question,

you'll come up with an answer.

We need people who think on their feet,

not another clone with a rod up his ass.

Harvey, the fact that we only hire from Harvard

gives us a cachet that's a little more valuable

than hiring a kid from Rutgers.

You went to Harvard Law.

I'm an exception.

Find me another one.

Can we please skip the recruiting?

I work better alone, anyway.

Well, I would, Harvey,

except all senior partners get an associate.

It's just a rule.

I'm sorry. What?

Jessica, I deserve that promotion.

My billables destroy his.

And I'm here night and day doing whatever's needed

instead of swanning in and out of here whenever I please.

I must admit, he does make me sound very swan-like.

Harvey, shut up.

Louis, this is how it is.

All right? Now, you two make nice.

Louis, I apologize. I was out of line.

Now, if you'll just let me text your pretend wife

that I just made senior partner, I... What?

Too far? Come on. She doesn't even exist.

How was that nice?

It's not mean. Louis. Come on.

Louis. Just messing around with you.

Your grandmother's getting worse.

I need to move her to full care,

or I'll have to transfer her to a state facility.

I won't put her in a state facility.

Then I'm afraid you'll have to come up with 25,000.

Then, I will.

Trevor, I'm in.

One-time deal. I want 25. Take it or leave it.

I'll take it. There's a briefcase in my room.

Pick it up tomorrow. Take it to room 2412,

the Chilton Hotel on Park Avenue.

Now, you can't go to a luxury hotel

looking like a delivery guy.

So, shave, comb your hair,

buy a suit.

- That's a hell of a lot to ask, man. - Well, I'm not asking you.

I'm paying you $25,000.

Okay.

Donna. Clear my schedule tomorrow.

You and I are hiring a new associate.

Done.

Tell me. Does this suit make me look like a pimp?

Yeah. A little bit.

Yeah. He's in. I'll take it.

Good.

I'm going to go take a piss.

Key...

In 24 hours, we'll know if this new buyer is a cop.

Why didn't you tell Trevor he might be sending his guy into a set-up?

Same reason why I don't tell Gina I'm banging her sister.

It will only cause trouble.

What's up?

I... I'm just going to take off.

I don't think you should.

Why don't you stay with us until tomorrow?

Now, give me your cell phone.

- Give me your phone. - Yeah, all right.

And don't even think about warning your boy.

'Cause if these guys are cops,

whoever is holding that weed is going to jail for a long time.

Hey.

Hey. God, you scared the hell out of me.

Sorry.

Look at you.

- You look great. - Thanks.

Tell me you decided to work with Trevor.

Uh, trial basis, yeah.

Good.

What are you doing here?

My mom is coming by my place later

and I don't want to mess it up,

so I'm hanging here.

That's not so bad.

That's not the ridiculous part.

After I finish scouring the place for her visit,

I sprinkle a tiny bit of crumbs around.

I've got to go.

Hey. Come here.

Mmm.

You want to look perfect on your first day.

Yeah.

I've got to go.

Mmm-hmm.

- Great, thanks. - Okay.

Donna, we're going to need to streamline this.

Give each guy a hard time before you send them back.

Give me a wink if they say something clever.

- Cool? - Okay. What are you looking for?

Another me.

Got it. Arrogant, self-absorbed, blow-hard.

Thinks he's the smartest one in the room.

That's why I love you. You get me.

The point is,

I can see myself stepping down as managing partner in 10 years.

I will have accomplished everything that I wanted,

and then still be young enough to start an entirely new chapter.

It seems like it's only been 10 minutes since I handed the reigns to you.

No, it hasn't.

And time just moves a lot faster when you're 160.

Yeah, but how good do I look?

What's going on with you?

Oh.

Phillip, how did you know I was your successor?

My gut.

See, I was afraid you were going to say that.

My gut tells me it's Harvey.

My heart says he's not ready.

What's the problem?

He's the problem.

If the leader of a firm doesn't care about

the people who work for him,

there's not going to be much of a firm left to lead.

So, what are you going to do about it?

What would you do about it?

- The man's missing compassion. - Mmm-hmm.

I'd shove it down his throat.

Smoked salmon?

So, Chip,

what makes you think

that I'm going to let the whitest man that I have ever seen

interview for our firm?

Uh, because I have an appointment.

Hmm.

Thanks.

You can do this.

Why is the pool closed?

I don't know.

Kid, what is wrong with you?

You look like you're 11 years old.

I was late to puberty.

Okay.

- Thank you. - Harvey Specter.

Very good. Go on.

Uh, excuse me. I was thinking about going for a swim.

Are the pool facilities here nice?

Of course, sir. This is the Chilton Hotel.

Best in the city.

Why is the pool closed?

And, uh, do you have the time?

It's, uh, 10:00.

Thanks.

He saw your gun.

Oh, you think that's him?

Matches the description. But he didn't go in the room.

It's 10:00 exactly. He's just walking by.

Go after him. Stay on the radio.

Rick Sorkin.

Rick Sorkin.

Rick Sorkin?

Excuse me, Mr. Sorkin,

you are five minutes late.

Is there a reason why I should let you in?

Look, I'm just trying to ditch the cops, okay?

I don't really care if you let me in or not.

Mr. Specter will be right with you.

What?

Can I get you anything? A coffee or a bottle of water?

Hi. Uh, Rick Sorkin.

Harvey Specter. Nice to meet you.

Why don't you have a seat here?

Whoa. What's this?

Can I help you?

No.

Excuse me. Mr. Tate.

- Who are you? - My name is Louis Litt.

I work for Pearson Hardman.

I have some information that I think will lead you to the conclusion

that you're better served at Pearson

with me as your lead counsel.

I'm listening.

How the hell did you know they were the police?

I read this novel in elementary school,

um, cops were staking out a hotel.

One of them dresses as a bellhop.

The other is a man in a suit.

And it was the exact same thing.

You read a novel in elementary school.

What? I like to read.

And why did you ask them what time it was?

Uh, throw them off.

I mean, what kind of drug dealer

asks a cop what time it is

when he's got a briefcase full of pot, right?

We should hire you.

Jesus, I'd give you the 25 grand as a signing bonus.

I'll take it.

Unfortunately, we only hire from Harvard.

And you not only did not go to Harvard Law School,

you haven't even gone to any law school.

What if I told you that I consume knowledge

like no one you've ever met

and I've actually passed the bar?

I'd say you're full of crap.

That's a BarBri Legal Handbook right there, right?

Open it up. Read me something.

Anything.

"Civil liability associated with agency

is based on several factors, including..."

Including the deviation of the agent from his path,

the reasonable inference of agency on behalf of the plaintiff,

and the nature of the damages themselves.

How did you know that?

I learned it when I studied for the bar.

Okay, hotshot. Fire up this laptop.

I'm gonna show you what a Harvard attorney can do.

Pick a topic.

Stock option backdating.

Although backdating options is legal,

violations arise related to disclosures under IRC, Section 409A.

You forgot about Sarbanes-Oxley.

The statute of limitations renders Sarbanes-Oxley moot post-2007.

Well, not if you can find actions to cover up the violation,

as established in the Sixth Circuit, May 2008.

That's impressive, but you're sitting at a computer.

Playing Hearts. Sorry.

If you want to beat me, you're going to have to

do it at something else.

How can you know all that?

I told you. I like to read.

And once I read something, I understand it.

And once I understand it, I never forget it.

Why take the bar?

This dickhead bet me I couldn't pass it without going to law school.

Okay, look. This is all pretty fascinating stuff,

but I'm afraid I've got to get back to work.

I'll make sure that Serpico isn't around waiting for you.

If you want this job so much,

why didn't you just go to law school?

When I was in college, it was my dream to be a lawyer.

I needed some money

and Trevor convinced me to memorize this math test and sell it.

Turns out we sold it to the dean's daughter.

I lost my scholarship,

I got kicked out of school, I...

I got knocked into a different life.

And I have been wishing for a way back ever since.

Let me tell you something.

This isn't elementary school.

This is hard work. Long hours. High pressure.

I need a grown goddamn man.

You give me this,

and I will work as hard as it takes

to school those Harvard douches

and become the best lawyer you have ever seen.

I'm inclined to give you a shot

but what if I decide to go another way?

I'd say that's fair.

Sometimes, I like to hang out with people who aren't that bright.

You know, just to see how the other half lives.

Move over.

I'm emailing the firm we've just found our next associate.

All right. You're going to start a week from Monday.

Here's what you're going to do. First, no more pot.

We drug test.

Stop smoking now, you'll be fine.

I assume that's all the drugs you do.

How did you know that?

You read books, I read people.

And pot-heads smoke pot. That's what they do.

That's not all I do. I have interests.

You're Albert "frigging" Einstein

and you couldn't manage to get into law school?

You think that's not from smoking weed?

- Trevor got... - That's another thing.

You're never going to talk to Trevor again.

You're going to ditch that briefcase

and you're going to get on a plane to Harvard

and you're going to learn everything there is

about going to law school there.

- Did you buy that suit? - Yeah.

Let's buy some new ones.

Hi. Uh, how do I sign up for today's law school tour?

You go back in time six weeks, because that's when it booked up.

Um...

This is Harvard Law.

We get over 7,000 applications a year.

You think you can just walk in and take a tour?

Thank you.

Uh, Eduardo Fernandez,

who first of all looks like he works at the public pool or something,

and he comes up to me the other day

and I completely know he's a freshman.

He looks at me and he goes, "Where is the Public Health School"?

Which is right around the corner.

- You know what I tell him? - Clifford Watkins?

Excuse me. Can I help you?

Jonathan Atwater. I work for Dean Wormer in the admissions office?

Yes, of course.

What can I do for you?

The Dean personally sent me down here

to invite you to a small cocktail hour

for some of our, uh, more realistic candidates.

And we'd like to keep this sort of thing discreet,

so if you'd subtly hand me your name tag,

you can proceed directly to the Dean's office.

Congratulations.

Harvard Law is the oldest law school in the country

and boasts the most successful graduates in the world.

Currently, we are six of nine Supreme Court justices,

and, of course, the President of the United States.

Uh, hi. Good morning. I'm here...

Have a seat.

Thank you.

Mike Ross?

Hi. I'm Rachel Zane.

I'll be giving you your orientation.

Wow, you're pretty.

Good. You've hit on me.

We can get it out of the way that I am not interested.

No. I'm sorry. I wasn't hitting on you.

Trust me. I've given dozens of these,

and, without fail, whatever new hotshot it is

thinks that because I'm just a paralegal

that I will somehow be blown away by his dazzling degree.

Let me assure you. I won't.

- I was. - Mmm-hmm.

I was hitting on you.

You were.

Take notes. I'm not going to repeat myself.

I love you.

Each bank of offices specializes in its own arena of the law,

and is anchored by a department head on either end.

So, on our left, Mergers and Acquisitions.

On the opposite side, high net worth Divorce.

Nice. Mergers across from Divorce.

Symmetry.

Uh, yeah. I should just listen.

The firm operates on a chain of command model.

Harvey's your commanding officer.

However, Louis Litt, he oversees all associates,

so you'll also answer to him.

What do you think about Harvey?

People are in awe of him.

They say he's the best closer there is.

But I have very little contact with him, so I don't know.

What about Louis Litt?

Let's continue with your tour.

Hey, Becky. You are glowing.

I wonder why that is. Oh, yeah.

It's the day they announce my promotion.

Jimmy, have you lost weight?

- Steve-o! - Hey, Harvey.

Looking like a guy who came to work.

Excuse me. Why are you scratching off the "Senior" off my door?

I got a work order to take it off.

Who issued the work order?

My supervisor.

Why did he issue the work order?

If I knew that, I'd be his supervisor.

You seem to be enjoying yourself.

I haven't enjoyed myself since 2004.

Donna?

Someone's trying to have a little fun with me here.

Jessica wants to see you in her office.

Now.

And finally, this is where you'll live.

Wow.

I gave you that for a reason. You haven't taken one note.

- That's because... - Because you were too busy

ogling me to listen to a word I've said?

Partner's offices anchor the wings.

Fifth floor is research. Sixth is security.

All work gets billed, even if it's finding an address.

I answer to Harvey and Louis Litt,

and judging by the way you responded to my questions,

I should admire Harvey and I should fear Louis.

You have been here for five years

and just because I outrank you

does not mean I have the authority

to command your services.

Oh. It's also pretty clear

that you think you're too smart to be a paralegal.

You know what nobody likes?

Nobody likes a show-off.

You used the word "ogling." I mean...

When do I get to see Harvey?

Gerald Tate fired the firm.

So you're taking my promotion away.

You know, most firms would put you in front of the bar

and have your license stripped.

You lied to a client and he figured it out.

I lied to him to get him to do the right thing

and honor his goddamn contract.

And you didn't seem to mind so much

when you thought I got away with it.

But you didn't get away with it.

And I can't justify handing you a promotion

on the same day that you lose a huge client.

One client doesn't make a firm.

I don't know if you've noticed,

but we're in the middle of an economic meltdown.

Companies aren't exactly lining up

to spend money on attorneys right now.

And you know, Gerald might have forgiven the lying

had you not humiliated him.

But you did and you need to accept that.

Jessica, if you hadn't done as much for me as you have,

I'd be heading for the door.

If I hadn't done as much for you as I have,

I'd be throwing you out the window.

But, Harvey, no more shenanigans.

You do one more thing that isn't straight as an arrow,

and instead of covering your ass,

I will put you in front of the bar myself.

- Mike. - Hey.

Who's ready for a great first day?

I'm going to have to let you go.

What?

I just got reamed for lying to a client

and if they find out that I lied about you going to Harvard,

they'll take away my license.

You what?

Not now, Donna.

Look, I have to put my own interests above yours.

It's nothing personal.

You're fired.

Wait. So you're worried that if I stay,

then they might find out

that you lied about me and you'll lose your license.

But if you fire me,

then I could tell them that you lied about me

and you'd definitely lose your license.

Are you telling me that if I throw you under the bus,

you're going to drag me with you?

But you put your interests above mine.

I mean, I'm just putting mine back up next to yours.

You're rehired.

Okay. So, should I... All right.

Here's what's going to happen.

You're going to give me back my promotion,

and that's the last we're going to talk about this.

- And why is that? - Because if you don't,

I'm going to go across town and join Rick Peterson.

I'm going to approach every client I've ever closed,

and I'm going to take them with me.

You do that and you'll force me

to put you in front of the ethics board.

- I don't think you will. - And why not?

Because you were obligated to notify them

the second I lied to Gerald, but you didn't.

You put me in front of the board right now,

I'll put you right up there with me.

Hmm.

I'll... I'll give you your promotion.

But you have to do something for me.

Anything.

Ah.

- Pro bono. - Anything but that.

Harvey, pro bono cases are how we as a firm

show that we care about more than just ourselves.

I'm not saying we shouldn't do them.

I'm saying I shouldn't do them.

And it's how you can show me

that you care about more than just yourself.

You'll handle this yourself. You will not pass it off.

Absolutely.

Your first case.

Awesome. What is it?

Pro bono. Sexual harassment.

Don't tell anyone I laid it off on you and don't screw it up.

Got it. You can't handle it.

I'll knock it out of the park.

Easy, Clarence Thomas. Just go meet the client.

Hey. Didn't I tell you to get some better suits?

I spent $500.

For how many suits?

Five.

What?

Nancy?

Mike?

Yeah, hi.

You're a kid.

No. I'm a... I'm a grown man.

You're so skinny.

Do they feed you?

Here, have a grape.

Thank you.

Why don't you tell me your story?

It started two years ago.

I was a stay-at-home mom to my son, Freddie.

And one day, we were at Little League, Freddie was five.

He really hated that he couldn't play with the older kids.

It was the third inning, and I got a phone call.

My husband had been in a car accident and he was gone.

Just like that.

I... I'm so sorry.

I did the best I could.

I got myself a job as a secretary at Devlin McGreggor

and I even got promoted to secretary of the President, Charles Hunt.

And that's when it all changed.

It's okay. Tell me what happened.

He started asking me to stay late,

order in dinner, see, other stuff like that.

One night, he says that if I sleep with him,

he's going to take care of me in the firm.

And if I don't, he's going to fire me.

So, what did you do?

I went to human resources.

They said they investigated.

Couldn't find anything to support my claim.

Two months later, I was fired for poor job performance.

They wouldn't let me say goodbye to anybody.

They wouldn't write me a letter of recommendation.

I wasn't looking for a payoff.

All I wanted was for it to stop.

Can you help me?

Uh, yes. Yes, I can.

What do you need my help for?

- Wait. Can I just... - No. Give me an update.

Uh, you know, she's a nice woman.

- She, uh... - On the case.

I don't get emotionally attached to the clients.

This woman had her life ripped apart. You don't even care?

I'm not about caring. I'm about winning.

Why can't you be about both?

I'd explain it to you but then I'd have to care about you.

Right.

What are you doing? Don't touch that.

I'm just checking my lock.

You ride your bike to...

It's locked, okay? Come on.

Taxi!

Defense sent over the investigation files as a courtesy.

No, they didn't. Nobody does anything as a courtesy.

They sent those files

because that's where they want you to look.

Listen, being a lawyer is like being a doctor.

You mean how you don't get emotional about the client?

No. I mean, you keep pressing until it hurts,

then you know where to look.

Forget about impeaching the investigation.

It won't lead anywhere. No employee is going to testify

against their own CEO.

Okay. So, what do you suggest I do?

Think. If this guy's done this once...

He's done it before.

And if the people who work for him now won't testify against him...

Someone who used to work for him might.

You know what?

I'd subpoena the personnel records of every woman

who's left the firm during this guy's tenure.

That's funny. That's exactly what I thought.

Then what do you need my help for?

I don't know how to fill out a subpoena.

By the way, did you get her to sign the engagement letter?

Yeah.

What's an engagement letter?

It's a piece of paper that keeps her from being able to sue us.

Oh.

Uh, hey. Donna, can you show me how to fill out a subpoena?

Absolutely. And after that, you want me to show you

how to wipe your ass?

It's funny, because you should already know

how to do both those things.

Ah, yeah. That's hilarious.

What's that?

That's my suit guy. Go in, tell him I sent you,

and spend some money.

What does it matter how much money I spend on suits?

People respond to how we're dressed.

So, like it or not, this is what you have to do.

Oh, that's weird. You're giving me advice?

It sounds like you actually care about me.

I don't. You're a reflection of me,

and I absolutely care about me.

So get your skinny tie out of my face and get to work.

That was a little harsh.

- Really? - Yeah.

Mike. Where are you going?

It's 6:30. I'm going home.

Okay. What's so funny?

You're a rookie associate.

If you go home before 9:00 on your first week,

you're not going to make it through your first month.

- Oh. - And Louis Litt wants to see you.

- Hey. Can I ask you something? - Mmm-hmm.

This tie, is it too skinny?

Yeah.

All right.

I know you had orientation from Rachel,

but I wanted to give you a special welcome from me.

Um, amongst other things,

I'm sort of the disciplinarian of the associates.

You wanted to see me?

Yes. Gary, please come in.

Mike, this is Gary Lipsky.

Gary's one of our most promising associates from last year.

Hi.

Gary, Ms. Pearson wanted me to ask,

have you completed the Petramco filing?

Uh, well, my brother was in over the weekend,

so I didn't really get to it.

Gary, come on. This is, like, the third time I've had to ask.

I'll get right on it.

Don't bother. You're fired.

What? You... You can't fire me.

Oh, yes, I can. And I just did.

Go pack up your things.

Don't you ever show your face in this place again.

See, I arranged for you to see that

because we pay our associates very well

and we provide the opportunity for unlimited advancement.

But in return, we expect results.

Have I made myself clear?

Yeah.

Great.

Welcome to Pearson Hardman.

Feel free to go back to work.

Harvey.

Okay, I have two words for you.

Absolutely beautiful.

You think you're the only one who can charm a client?

Categorically stunning.

How's the new kid working out?

Really hot.

You're an idiot.

Jessica Pearson.

Good night, Harvey.

Goodnight.

Sunday's big game finds Washington

traveling to Philadelphia.

What are you doing here?

Watching SportsCenter.

Boo-yah!

You won't return my phone calls.

Uh, yeah, because you set me up.

- You remember that? - You think I knew about that?

Here we go.

Round 50 of "I get the shaft because you didn't know the whole story."

You knew there were risks when you quoted that crap from that book. Okay?

You needed money, and I came through with an opportunity like always.

Besides, you weren't the only one who got screwed.

They pulled a gun on me.

Oh, really? And why did they do that?

To keep me from warning you.

So, you did know.

Well, not until after it was too late.

Well, it's too late now.

Look, let me make it up to you.

Oh, you want to make it up to me?

Give me my key back.

Michael. Come on.

You know I don't want to live in a world where we're not tight.

Then kill yourself.

Get out.

Get the hell out.

Donna, I need the... Oh, also, I didn't have a chance to...

- Marry me? - I took care of that, too.

We've been married for the last seven years.

Excellent.

Um, Devlin McGreggor is fighting the subpoena.

They filed a motion to dismiss the case

- based on our lack of evidence. - Good.

Good... Wait. What do you mean "good"?

They don't want to hand over the files.

You pressed where it hurt.

You're looking in the right place.

Did you think they wouldn't fight back?

Well, I... Now that you mention it.

Oh. My bad.

I keep forgetting you don't actually know anything.

The idea is you make a move, they make a move.

You go back and forth until one of you wins.

Okay. What if they win the motion

and the case gets dismissed?

Then you're not as good as you think you are.

Harvey! What a coincidence.

I was wondering how the pro bono was coming.

- I'm all over it. - That makes me very happy.

Because if I were to find out that you weren't

putting in your full effort,

- I would be very upset. - No worries.

We're all good.

Rachel. Rachel, Rachel, Rachel.

I need your help. There's a hearing on my subpoena.

I've got three cases in front of yours.

You're going to have to wait in line.

Wait. No. No, no, no. My hearing is tomorrow.

So, why are you coming to me?

Because Donna says you're the best researcher in the firm.

Hmm. Let me see the motion.

Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. You have an office?

How do you have an office and I have a cubicle?

Like you said, I'm the best researcher in the firm.

Really? Well, I just made that up.

I didn't even have time to talk to Donna.

Is this all a joke to you?

Because I take my job seriously.

No, I'm... I'm sorry.

Look, I was...

Look, you weren't there.

Okay? I care about this woman.

She's got nowhere else to turn and...

And you can't help her by yourself.

I can. I just prefer not to.

Okay.

You're asking to look at private files

without any evidence of your assertion.

Yeah. But the only way that we can find the evidence

is to look at those files.

That's a rickety argument.

But is there precedent?

Let's go see if we can find one.

Research is as much art as science.

So, we're going to look at privacy and harassment law.

See if we can find a combination of cases to make an argument.

I'll take privacy.

I'll take harassment law.

This will take a while.

We're going to need dinner.

Chinese.

No. I can afford Chinese on my own.

- This is on the firm. I want sushi. - Ooh.

So, they told me to put my top investigator on it.

What did you do?

What could I do? You were out of the country.

I gave them Luderman.

Harvey, this has been lovely,

but I believe you know what I want.

I think I've got what you want.

Well...

By the way, that dress...

What, this old thing? Come on.

Beautiful. Why don't we do this more often?

Because it always ends the same way.

Then why are we doing it now?

Because you're paying me.

Vanessa, really.

How come you and I never...

Harvey, I don't sleep around.

And I could never be in a relationship with you.

All you ever think about is yourself.

I'm thinking about you and me right now.

Let me get this.

But I'm a gentleman.

But if you get it, you might think I'll change my mind someday.

I already do.

For the record, I am not selfish everywhere.

Neither am I.

Mr. Dockery, you naughty, naughty boy.

Remember when I said you thought you were too smart

- to be a paralegal? - Mmm-hmm.

- Why... - Aren't I a lawyer?

I don't test well.

- What? - I... I'm smart.

And I know I'd be a good lawyer.

I just... I don't know what it is. I can't take tests.

And I bombed the LSATs.

And even if I could get into a law school,

there's just no way I'd pass the bar.

So, if only there were someone

who could take the tests for me.

Yeah, if only there were.

Yeah.

Mike, where are you at with the research for tomorrow's hearing?

Uh, nothing yet.

You say you care about the client,

but if you keep playing footsie instead of finding me an argument,

the client's going to lose.

I don't want to lose.

Look, it's no use, okay?

Their investigation is by the book.

We look like the bad guys coming in,

putting them under duress.

What did you just say?

I said we look like the bad guys.

No. You said they did it by the book,

and we're putting them under duress.

Yeah?

Look.

Hmm.

This is good. We're going to have some fun.

We? I get to go?

You didn't think I would let you come along?

- No. - Good instinct.

I wasn't. But then, I thought it would be cruel

not to let you witness my greatness.

Okay. Can I go get my bag?

No.

- You're a true giver. - Other side.

Okay.

Your Honor, this case should be thrown out.

Other than her story, the plaintiff doesn't have one piece of evidence.

Because the evidence lies within their personnel files,

which they're conveniently refusing to hand over.

Those files contain sensitive information.

He's fishing at the expense of our employees' right to privacy.

Please.

He doesn't give a rat's ass about his employees' right to privacy.

Sorry. That's actually unfair to rats' asses.

Your Honor, Mr. Specter's claim that we don't care about our employees,

though belittling, doesn't carry any weight as a rule of law.

True. But what does carry weight is that an investigation of

sexual harassment must be conducted without any duress.

Your point?

The investigator and every person being interviewed

answers to the CEO they're investigating.

That is the definition of duress.

It would be as if your bailiff accused you of sexual harassment,

and you assigned your stenographer to investigate.

Now, how likely would it be that this investigation yielded any fruit?

You honestly think I would harass Herman?

Well, I don't know, Your Honor.

Some people have a thing for the uniform.

Uh, I'd like to think Herman would come to me

before it even got to an investigation.

I saw that. That should be stricken.

But what if Herman did come to you, Your Honor?

And you betrayed his trust by firing him under false pretenses?

You really think that little of me?

I wouldn't trust you as far as I can throw you, Your Honor.

- Hand over the files. - Oh, my...

Today.

That's it.

Herman?

I'd like to speak to you in chambers.

That was awesome.

It was your argument. I just framed it in a way

that humanized the situation and brightened all of our afternoons.

I feel like Michael Corleone in that scene

where that fat guy teaches him how to shoot that gun.

Are you saying that I'm the fat guy?

Because I'm not the fat guy.

Mmm.

Do you know what his name was?

- Yeah. - Cardoza.

- Clemenza. - I knew that.

I was just testing to see if you knew it.

I knew that you knew that I knew.

Train wreck.

Hey. I'm looking for Rene?

I'm Rene. I'm sorry.

We don't sell skinny jeans at this location.

Did Harvey tell you I was coming, or...

Harvey Specter sent you?

That's another story. Do you know your inseam?

I don't. It's probably a medium.

Why don't you browse for a while?

These are the most exclusive,

and we move down in price as you head to the door.

Oh!

Okay.

Large?

That's not how it works.

Huh.

So, Trevor's getting you to do his dirty work for him, huh?

All I know is you aren't talking to each other.

I miss you. I want things to go back to the way they were.

I miss you, too.

But I'm not sure things are ever going back to the way they were.

I've got to go.

What did he say?

He said things aren't ever going back to the way they were.

What did you do?

I don't know.

Hey!

So the files are on their way.

We won? That's fantastic.

So we have a week to corroborate Nancy's story.

Listen, I couldn't have done it without you.

You wouldn't even know where to look without me.

- You know what nobody likes? - Hmm?

Nobody likes a show-off.

Hello? Yeah, he's here.

Okay, thank you.

The files are in conference room C.

Why wouldn't they bring them to my cubicle?

They're trying to bury you in paperwork.

Well, they picked the wrong guy.

If they didn't, I did. Get it done by the end of the week.

I've got to run and charm a new client.

Nice to finally meet you.

Jessica says you're going to sweep me off my feet.

I'll do my best, Mr. Dockery.

You've got a nice serve there.

Working on it.

What the hell is this?

It's you having sex with a woman who isn't Mrs. Dockery.

Are you trying to blackmail me?

You asked my firm where you're vulnerable to corporate take-over.

- That's it, right there. - What are you pulling here?

Your wife owns 10% of the company's voting shares.

You've been seeing this woman and several others for quite some time.

How do you think your wife's going to vote after she finds out?

Who says she has to find out?

My investigator got these within a week.

What do you think a motivated competitor is going to dig up in a year?

I have a solution.

Trade her your preferred shares,

which have no voting rights, for her common shares, which do.

The preferred shares are worth $2,000,000 more.

A fraction of what you'll lose if you get voted out of your company.

John, I don't care if you sleep with every woman in the Hamptons.

Just give her the preferred shares.

Jessica said you were going to charm me to get my business.

I'm not interested in getting your business.

I'm interested in keeping it.

Now, shall we play? I'm not going to let you win.

I know where they don't want us to look.

Did you get through all those files in one night?

I would have done it faster, but I ordered a pizza.

Speaking of which, have you ever had the cheese in the crust?

Because it blew my mind.

What did you find?

There was a dismissal on March 12th, 2005.

But the file with the employee name on it is missing.

That's our woman. I know it is.

I'm moving to slap sanctions on their attorney, possible jail time.

The guy is not going to know what hit him.

Dennis, it's Harvey Specter.

Did you have anything to do with the March 12th, 2005,

files left out of discovery?

If they're here by noon, I'll believe you. If not, we're filing for sanctions.

Threat of sanctions is better than filing for sanctions.

That's what I meant. Threaten, not file. Who would mean that?

Shave.

Have you ever heard of this woman? Joanna Webster?

No. Why?

The company has tried to hide her from us.

She met with personnel over work-related issues in 2005.

And then, they fired her two months later.

You think Hunt did the same thing to her that he did to me?

Yes, I do.

Then you have to make her come forward and say so.

Yeah. That's the plan.

Okay.

Um... Uh, actually, before you go,

can I get you to sign this engagement letter?

Evidently, it's something you're supposed to do

at the beginning.

Perfect.

- Thank you. - Thank you.

Joanna Webster?

Can I help you?

Hi, uh, my name is Mike Ross. I'm a lawyer.

I have some questions for you about your time at Devlin McGreggor.

Uh, please! Look...

Just let me tell you a story about my client, okay?

I've got to get these in the fridge

It will just take a second.

Fine.

Look, all I need you to do is to tell your story.

If you corroborate with...

Mr. Ross, what happened to me happened six years ago.

It was horrible and there was a reason

I didn't do anything about it.

They'll put me on that stand and attack me, and I don't want that.

Ms. Webster.

Joanna. This man is a predator.

And if you don't help stop him, he will do it again.

All you have to do is give a deposition...

I'm sorry.

I can't do it.

What happened with the witness?

I failed.

To not be awesome.

I got her to testify.

You should have seen me. I tried everything.

He'd do it again.

I'd be with her every step of the way.

Nothing worked.

And then, it hit me.

I asked her, what if it was her daughter that he did this to?

She melted.

Oh, and you know how I came up with that little gem?

I cared about her.

Oh!

Yeah. Thank you.

I'm glad to see that staying up all night

doesn't make you act like a complete idiot.

Now, go home and get some sleep.

I don't want you waving that thing around during tomorrow's deposition.

Harvey. How's the pro bono going?

Great! I just talked a witness into testifying.

Really? What's the witness' name?

I'm not an idiot. Don't treat me like one.

You pawned off the case.

Jessica, I've got higher profile cases. I...

Need I remind you that when we first met, you were a screw-up?

I gave you a shot at the mail room, led you up the ranks,

and then paid for you to go to Harvard,

where, by the way, you jerked off the entire time you were there.

And I still hired you.

And you've benefited from that ever since.

Look, I closed the Dockery case, okay?

You made a promise to me.

You broke it, and then you lied to my face.

So let me be clear. This isn't professional.

This is personal.

And I'll tell you something else,

you made your bet, you better goddamn win.

What the hell is wrong with you?

I need the briefcase back.

Oh, so that's what this has been about, huh?

You don't care about our friendship at all.

You're my oldest friend and you know it.

But you don't seem to care about that anymore.

And, yeah, I need the briefcase back.

And I'm going to find it, Mike.

Well, I ditched it when I was running away from the cops

that you sent me into.

Mike?

Where are you going?

To my cubicle.

No. You're not. It's pee-in-a-cup time.

I'm sorry. What?

Drug test. Follow me.

Uh, I'm just going to put my stuff back...

Now.

Oh, by the way, um, my cousin was your year at Harvard,

and I asked him if he knew you.

It's so funny. He didn't.

- Well, what's his name? - Mitch Samberg.

Yeah. Don't know him.

It's a big school.

Not really.

We get 7,000 applications a year.

You think you can just walk in and take a tour?

Oh! Mitchell.

With the slicked back hair?

Graduated seventh in the class.

Sure. Yeah. I remember him.

Time to face the music.

Yeah. What's up?

I've got to get to the Kendrick filing. Where the hell is Mike?

I don't know.

Leave the cup on the counter.

Oh, you'll have to leave that out here.

Why?

If you take it in there with you,

I have to check to make sure you don't have another urine sample.

Oh, you...

- Where have you been? - Hi! Um...

Getting drug tested, actually.

The deposition is this afternoon.

Before they get here,

I want you to grill this woman about her background

for anything they might use against her. You got it?

- Got it. - Make her tell you everything.

- Everything. - Everything.

- Everything. - Okay.

Okay.

I'd been working six months when Mr. Hunt started asking me to work more.

Order dinner.

One night, late,

he tried to have sex with me.

The next day, I requested a change in assignment.

Two months later, I was fired for having a bad attitude.

This is ridiculous.

Wipe that smirk off your face.

You're not even supposed to be here.

Mr. Hunt has every right to be here.

Now, Ms. Webster, after working for Devlin McGreggor,

you then went on to waitress at Hooters, right?

Yes, I did.

A place that advertises the sexuality of its wait-staff, correct?

You'll have to ask them that.

I'm asking you.

And she's not answering. Move on.

Ms. Webster, would you say that you're a truthful person?

Yes.

Yeah. So, when you said earlier that you had never been arrested for a crime,

you were, uh, speaking the truth?

- Yes. - Yes.

So, in 1993, then, you were not arrested for stealing

$1,000 worth of jewelry from the Willow Grove Mall in Pennsylvania.

I was 17!

That was one mistake. Those records were supposed to be sealed.

So when you say those records were sealed, what you mean to say

is you thought you could get away with a lie.

No, that's not it. You're making it seem different than it is.

I'm sorry. You were arrested in your past

and you lied about it here under oath.

Is that making it seem different than what it is?

No answer. Hmm. All right.

Um, let me ask you this, since you've lied here once,

what's to make us believe you're not lying about Mr. Hunt?

Well, thank you.

How the hell did you miss that arrest?

No. I did every background check we have.

Did you grill her like I told you to?

It was a sealed record, Harvey.

God damn it, I knew it. Fix it.

Joanna! Wait! Please!

This is why I didn't want to testify.

They twist something from a hundred years ago and make me look like a liar.

They make it sound like what he did to me didn't happen.

Look, it doesn't matter. All right?

I need you to testify on Friday and keep this case alive.

We don't have time to find anyone else before then. Would you please wait?

No! I'm not waiting. You promised this wouldn't happen, and it did.

You never told me you were arrested.

Don't contact me again. Please?

What happened with the witness?

Nothing. Nothing happened. I couldn't fix it.

So you're going to quit?

It's either that or have Louis Litt fire me.

What are you talking about?

My first day, Louis fired Gary Lipsky for screwing up a case.

He said if I did the same thing, I'd be gone just as fast.

Well, you go back to the witness' house

and you get her to testify again.

I tried. There's no way.

There's always a way.

Then why don't you go and convince her?

Because you screwed it up.

Oh, and you don't give a damn about the client. Right.

That's not my job.

Does your job include giving a damn about me?

Because the least you could do is offer to stand up to Louis for me.

Stand up for you? I put my ass on the line for you.

But it turns out you may have had the balls to get this job,

but you don't have the courage to stick it out when it gets tough.

- That's not true. - Isn't it?

You've had one foot out the door since you got here.

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about that briefcase being locked in your desk.

Yeah, I saw it. And I know what it is.

It's your backup plan in case this doesn't work out.

You can make some quick cash and go right back to the life you told me

you didn't want to lead.

So, if you want to quit, go ahead.

But this isn't because of Louis and it isn't because of me.

It's because you're afraid you might have to admit

that you're not as smart as you think you are.

If you're here in the morning, I'll know I still have an associate.

Hey, I get that you were upset that I was promoted before you,

but if you ever threaten to fire one of my guys again,

I am going to kick your ass.

Hmm. What are you talking about?

Don't play dumb with me, all right?

You fired Gary Lipsky in front of Mike Ross.

What's so funny?

Gary Lipsky works in the mail room.

What?

I didn't fire anyone.

That's how I let the new associates know what's expected of them.

You plant a fake employee to manipulate the associ...

That's it.

What?

Mike!

I wanna quit.

Come here.

When your parents died,

I lost my son,

my daughter-in-law. I was scared,

alone, and I was too old to raise you.

But I had no choice, because who else was going to take care of my grandson?

You made me a promise before.

You're in the door.

Promise me now the only way you'll leave is if they rip you out.

You can save your breath. There's no way I'm testifying at the hearing tomorrow.

That's not why I'm here. I know what you did.

What are you talking about?

You never worked for Devlin McGreggor.

And you were never harassed by Mr. Hunt.

- That's a lie. - Look, I could tell you

that I've got the canceled checks

or the wire transfer or whatever smoking gun that exists.

I don't. But I will. And when I do, you'll be going to jail.

Unless you tell me what happened, right now.

I'm the guy you tell.

All I had to do was waste your time until tomorrow after the hearing.

Please. I just needed the money.

I don't want to go to jail.

Here's what you're going to do.

What's with the attitude? That's just really, uh...

- Mike! - Hey!

I'm not giving this to you because you need it.

I'm giving it to you because I don't.

And I don't know if I'm ready to forgive you yet or not,

but I do know we're even.

Wait a second.

I didn't...

I don't...

Don't.

Now we're even.

Huh.

I see you came to work today.

Nice suit.

It was a barter transaction.

I got six of them for one little briefcase.

Listen, uh,

I'm sorry and...

Forget it.

When I first started, Jessica rode me so hard, I quit once a month.

I just told you what you needed to hear.

That's just it.

I've only ever had one person who told me what I needed to hear.

Maybe it's time I started trusting somebody else.

Merry Christmas.

Is this for real?

You know what to do.

Press until it hurts.

Wire transfer from your account to Joanna Webster's.

Phone records with Joanna Webster prior to her testimony.

And an affidavit stating you paid Ms. Webster to falsely testify.

Mr. Hunt, harassment is a civil violation.

The penalty is money.

But witness tampering, that's a crime, and you will go to prison,

where, I guarantee, you'll learn more about unwanted

sexual advances than you can possibly imagine.

Do you think this is going to intimidate me?

Even if this evidence was credible, who are you going to get

to prosecute a small-time witness tampering charge, huh?

Harvey, didn't you graduate law school

with the current U.S. Attorney in New York?

In fact, I did.

And I think he might even be interested in pursuing a case like this.

Wait, are you two still close?

Well, I was the best man at his wedding.

Wow.

No, you weren't. You're bluffing.

No. I think I've got some pictures of us at the ceremony.

Let's see.

Yeah. Here we are.

I must admit, I look very dashing.

This is me and his mother. The woman adores me.

Here we are at his bachelor party.

There's no strippers. He's lame.

But he can't put guys like you away for sexual harassment

and then go to strip clubs now, can he?

All right, what do you want?

An admission of guilt

and a guarantee that you'll obtain treatment before working again.

And Nancy gets reinstated with back pay.

Fine.

- And a raise. - Okay. All right. Are we done?

The kid should be able to grow up without the burden

of tuition hanging over his head. Don't you think?

Which is why you're also going to pay Nancy an extra $250,000.

Charles.

Gentlemen.

Thank you for everything.

You're welcome.

Not bad.

Well done.

Okay, so just one question. Why did you go to Joanna's house?

Because I figured it out.

I object. I think you did it because you care.

I did it because it's my job.

Would you admit it? You care about me.

I saw you smile when I showed up for work this morning.

I didn't smile. I was thinking of a funny joke.

Look, we start on this tomorrow.

Does this mean we're officially a team now?

I wouldn't move your things into Wayne Manor just yet.

So, now you're Batman.

Closer to him than Clemenza.

Oh, yeah. Kilmer.

Clooney.

Keaton.

Did you really quit when you first started?

Of course not. I'm not a wuss.