All language subtitles for The.Good.Fight.S01E08.1080p.WEBRip.x265-RARBG

When I look around
this room, I see the future

defined by strength, resilience,

and a determination
to work together.

So, now, when we stood in
the centre of the Pettus Bridge,

and that's Selma, Alabama,

we looked and we saw
these troopers at the other end,

with their rifles in tow, and
we were surprised, you know?

But not one of our precious
souls expressed an ounce of fear.

Hm? If you have anything
worth fighting against,

whether it's injustice or
an out-of-control president...

then you stand in the face
of opposition, fearlessly.

Now, that's what
this firm represents.

That's what you all are.

You're all fighters, each
and every one of you.

You're fighters.
I'm done for the day.

Thank you so much.

OK, OK. We still
have a firm to operate.

Besides, we don't wanna
exhaust our founding partner.

That's all right, Barbara. All
right, now, back to work, y'all.

- Did you know he was coming?
- No.

- Know what he wants?
- To see how we're doing.

Complain about how
we're doing, more like.

- Adrian. - Carl. How you doing?

- All right. How are you doing?
- Good, good.

- Hey, uh... you got a minute?
- Yeah. Yeah, go on in.

- Go in? OK.
- Yeah, go in. Barbara.

Diane.

- Are you sure? - I know Carl.

He probably just wants to talk about
the police brutality cases. Come on.

Hey, um... maybe just the name
partners, you know, maybe...

Oh, of course.

Whoa, wait, wait. Diane's on
the executive committee, Carl.

Probably a good idea
that she'd be here.

I mean, what the
hell is going on here?

I turn my back and
we're being indicted.

We were not indicted.

You got grand juries
all over your butt, man.

In the meantime, I had to
find out from the LA Times

that you just signed with one of the
whitest companies in Silicon Valley.

You are complaining because
we brought in a company

worth 86 million dollars a year?

Yeah, two per cent
black employment.

We don't have anything
to do with that, Carl.

We have to make a living, Carl.

No, in the meantime,

I've been receiving
calls from these clients

- who are feeling neglected.
- Who?

Nigel. He says he can't
get you on the phone.

- Nigel Rogers? - Yeah.

Nigel Rogers has not made
money for this firm since 2009, Carl.

Maybe because you
have not returned his call.

You all right?
Sounds like a fight.

Uh... no, just a friendly
disagreement. What's up?

I'm just checking to see
if we're still on for tonight.

- Yeah. Same place, right?
- No, change of plans.

- What? - Art gallery.

- No, too many people.
- There'll be like eight people there.

No-one will see us. I'll go
down on you in the bathroom.

You promised that last time.

This time, I double-dog-swear.
I'll text you the deets.

Don't say deets. I hate
it when you say deets.

Deets-de-deet-deets.

Where's your responsiveness
to the community?

- Come on, Carl. Seriously?
- Carl, wait.

We're here fighting the good
fight. That's what we're doing.

If you'll excuse me, I have some calls
to make. It's so nice meeting you, sir.

Wasn't that the
point of this firm?

Are you serious, Carl?

- Diane Lockhart.
- Pastor Jeremiah, how are you?

It's so good to see you.
You are looking well.

Oh, thank you. As are you.
You get younger-looking.

Uh... no, it's the times. It
lights a fire in your belly.

That and a stationary
bike. Come on in.

Hey, Carl, I didn't know
Diane was working here.

She performed amazing miracles
in juvenile court. All pro bono.

Oh, you're too kind.

I imagine Carl has
told you about my issue.

I haven't told them yet. We
were discussing other business.

- Then I'll come back.
- Oh, no, no, no, no.

We're gonna go into the
conference room and let my...

my partners discuss their work.

And, uh... Diane, will
you join us, please?

- Mm-hm. - Uh... certainly.

Phew.

He's here for two
weeks and he's gone.

Patience.

It's a transitional house I run
as part of my outreach ministry

and Paul has
started to use again.

Uh... that's the young
man I need to evict.

Now, I asked him to
leave but he refused

and I have strict policies
against abuse in the house.

Yeah, we don't normally
deliver eviction notices, Rev.

I can handle it, Adrian.
We won't take long.

Well, take Dipersia and
an associate with you,

in case it needs more hours.

- I shall. It's good to see you, Pastor.
- Thank you, Diane.

- Oh, yeah, thank you. - Uh-hm.

- An eviction? Do we normally do that?
- It's a favour.

- Are we expecting trouble?
- I don't think so.

Well, actually, he
said that he would.

- Maia. - Dad?

- Hello, Henry. - Diane.

Maia, do you have a second?

Uh... no. No, I
don't. I'm working.

It's OK. Take a minute.

What are you doing here?

Well, you don't answer my calls.

You should take that as
a sign to stop calling, then,

not as a sign to
drop by my work.

Please, Maia. Mai...

Are you all right?

Yes.

I'm sorry you're
going through this.

Thank you.

Drug test.

- Do you carry a gun? - No.

- You ever need one?
- All the time.

- Paul Johnson? - Yes?

You're being evicted.

- I'd pick that up. - 0r?

Or I'll ask you
politely to pick it up.

So, it's from Jerry, huh?

What an arsehole. Can't
even do his own dirty work.

We're Pastor Easton's attorney
and we need you to know...

So this is how you tell someone you
don't want to suck their cock any more?

We need you to know, sir, that
you have broken the rules of...

Really? The rules that I have
to fuck him whenever he wants?

The reason he's trying to kick
me out is because I ended it,

‘cause I don't want a 70
year old dick in my mouth.

Shut up and listen.

You have until noon tomorrow
to vacate the premises.

Do you need any help
finding other accommodations?

Tell Jerry he blew it.

I wasn't gonna do
anything. Now I am.

Of course he'd say that.

He says he's going to
do something about it.

What? Contact a lawyer?

- Later, Sharise, please.
- You may wanna deal with this.

A Gabriel Kovac says he
represents Paul Johnson.

Hello, Mr Kovac. How are you?

OK. You need more
chocolates and fewer mints.

OK, note taken. Marissa is going
to sit in on this and take notes.

More chocolate. Got it.

Likewise, and, similarly,
I have an iPhone here

and I'm gonna record,

if I can, uh... put
record on so...

- Um... there. That button there.
- Oh, great. Thank you. Yeah.

So, um... I represent...

Mr Paul Johnson.

He has been fucked
over by your client.

- Is that a legal term?
- Fucked over? No.

But it's accurate.

Pastor Jeremiah placed his
penis in two of my client's orifices.

How's that? Hm? Does that
satisfy your Harvard education?

- I didn't go to Harvard.
- I didn't either.

You do understand

that by making this
accusation, Mr Kovac,

that you are inviting
a counter-suit?

In fact, a baseless
accusation of this kind

would be grounds to report you

to the Attorney Registration
and Disciplinary Commission.

Miss Lockhart, here's the thing.

I'm not a great lawyer.

It took me three tries to pass
the Bar, but I do know this.

You were sent in
here to intimidate me,

‘cause you're the
token white lawyer,

and use all kinds of words
like, uh... disciplinary action,

uh... court suits,

things like that, that are
supposed to scare me off...

I don't think you understand
that this isn't about...

I don't scare easy.

And, uh... I'm not interested in
getting into the right country club.

All I know is, Paul Johnson,
when he was 17 years old,

was raped by your
client, a certified pastor,

and the Illinois Civil Statute
of Limitations for statutory rape

is 20 years.

I looked that up.

I also know that you
don't want this to go to trial.

Pastor Jeremiah is a pastor.

That's like already
two strikes against him

and the liberals,
they're gonna look at him

and think he rapes kids.

Hey, why don't you have
him wear his collar in court

and then he'd really be fucked.

What do you want, Mr Kovac?

Money and a lot of it.

We won't be blackmailed.

Yes, you will. We
won't call it that.

We'll call it a
pre-trial settlement,

and for our purposes...

I was just joking about
the blackmail thing.

We are merely having a discussion
about a pre-trial settlement.

Nice to meet you.

Do you ever go on eHarmony?

No.

Too bad. You should try it.

- Wow. - Yep.

We need to arrange a
meeting with the pastor.

You ever fuck a
stranger in an art gallery?

Hm. It's the only place
I'd fuck a stranger.

I thought you said there'd
be eight people here.

Yeah, there were.
You're a little late.

OK, where's the bathroom?

Wow.

Yeah, it's just something
I found in my hamper.

I want to live in your hamper.
Quick. No-one's looking. Kiss me.

Colin?

- Mom? - Yes, Mom.

Here I am in the flesh.

Well, who's your
friend? She's very sexy.

Ha-ha. This is my
colleague, Lucca.

Lucca, uh...

- Quinn. Lucca Quinn.
- Quinn. Lucca Quinn.

Francesca Lovatelli. Are you
two sleeping with each other?

- Ah, here we go.
- I'm not in the habit of prying.

It's just that Colin never tells me
anything about his personal life.

I wonder why.

You said under
the green painting.

Yes, I did, but look
who I found. My son.

- Hey. - Hi, Clarence.

- You two know each other?
- Lucca, right?

- You didn't hire me. - Sorry.

Clarence, please, meet my son,
Colin. This is my new attorney.

How are you doing?

Mom, what are you doing?
Gallery-hopping with your lawyer?

Hey, did you see
what Trump is doing?

Oh, my God, this
country. What happened?

They're thinking of
tagging all Muslims.

I know, microchips. I'm
thinking of becoming Muslim.

- No.
- What do you think about that?

Ooh, are you a
Muslim? Maybe you are?

Not a Muslim, Mom.

Are you gonna come to the
birthday party tomorrow night?

- I, uh... Uh... what?
- Yeah, tomorrow night.

Birthday party.

I guess someone
forgot to mention it to me.

Colin's 32 years old, like
Jesus, one year away from death.

But he still looks like a
baby. Look at that skin.

- Lucca's probably a little busy.
- No, no.

No. No, I... I think I
can break that date.

- Really? - Thank you, Lucca.

Isn't that just like my son?
Always trying to push women away.

I know. Isn't that
true? I hate it.

Did you see what Trump
said about African-Americans?

This... lawyer has evidence of payments
you made to Paul Johnson last year.

Three payments totalling $9,000.

That's true.

So, you made these payments?
Was it money to silence Paul?

- No. - Well, then, what was it?

There's scripture, tells
of a traveller beaten,

robbed and left at
the side of the road.

The only man to offer help was
a Samaritan, a rival ethnic group.

Now, this Samaritan,
he cared for this man.

That's what I provided,

care for someone
who needed help,

and I will not let him turn
that into something obscene.

You didn't have a sexual
relationship with him?

No.

All I ever did was
help him get on his feet.

I'm sorry, I don't
believe him, Carl,

and that's how I know we are
not the right firm for this case.

Now you only defend
people that you believe?

When the other shoe drops
and more Pauls come forward,

we're gonna wish we were
nowhere near involved with this.

We are gonna take this case.

We cannot afford to be
on the wrong side of this.

Now, think about this.

Black pastor rapes
17 year old child? Carl.

I'm invoking Article Four.

What? Excuse me?

I'm demanding a full partnership
vote for the leadership of this firm.

We're going in
another direction.

Uh-huh, and you're the new
direction? Is that it? Seriously?

Yeah, I'm taking my firm back.
You've driven it into the ground

and in this day and age
we can't afford to let it drift.

You got old, Carl... and
you're betraying me right now.

But you know what?
I still honour you.

Everything you've
done in the past.

Truly. Now you need to go.

You make those
inspirational speeches

and you take every bit of that
applause, ‘cause you have earned it.

But as far as the
future's concerned,

you got to let us
take it from here, Carl.

You know, I've been called
old for about 20 years now.

Every time somebody
says that to me, I smile,

because they are
underestimating me.

But you know what?

You forgot the
lessons I taught you.

You forgot those lessons.
Now, you be careful.

This old man may
just kick your ass.

Yeah, I guess you can
understand what if feels like to, uh...

have a firm that bears your
name but lost your mission.

I've had my experience
with that, yes.

So, you can understand
why I'm doing what I'm doing.

Now, there's gonna be
a full vote of the partners

and I need your help
so I can get my firm back.

We once stood for
something important, Barbara,

and the only thing we stand
for now is making money

and as far as I'm concerned,
that means we stand for nothing.

Vote with me, Barbara.
Vote with me, please.

Hm? Adrian, he'll
have his input,

but he's the head and you're
the heart, as far as I'm concerned.

Help me put the heart first.

Now, you know, uh...
we're having a vote.

Managing partner?

Yes, I heard.

Why don't you check out
the lay of the land for me?

See who's voting for who.

Uh... look, I don't want
to get in the middle of this.

- I hope you understand...
- No, I... I know, I know.

Why don't you, uh...

put your ear to the ground?

Mr Reddick asked me to
find out about this addict

coming after Pastor Jeremiah.

Go ahead and do it, but
not too many billable hours.

Understood.

He did ask me about
a likely head-count

for the vote on
managing partner.

Is that something you
have a problem doing?

Not at all.

I just wanted to see how
accurate you wanted me to be

in what I report back to him.

There but for the grace of God.

Hm.

Miss Lockhart. Nice to see you.

Welcome. And you're not Marissa.
Where is, uh... where is Marissa?

Marissa's my
assistant. This is Maia.

Maia, hello. Pretty red hair.
I had a dog with red hair.

Please sit down, sit down.

I am just finishing up a
round of Candy Crush

and I just... I have to
finish this. If I don't finish...

I'm just gonna be a bit of
a... Hold on a second. Sorry.

God damn it.

Not my day today.

Mr Kovac, we've looked into
the payments you told us about,

from Pastor Jeremiah to Paul,

and we're satisfied that there
is an innocent explanation.

We're not gonna offer Mr
Johnson any money. That's final.

Really? And who are you again?

- Maia. - Hm.

You keep sending out
white lawyers. Why is that?

Yes, Mr Kovac, we're very
impressed with your street smarts,

but you have to stop riding
the Anti-lvy League thing.

You either have
the evidence or not.

OK. You'll have to explain this.

This is the security footage
from inside the halfway house,

and take a look
at that time stamp.

Pastor Jeremiah goes into
Paul's room at 11 o'clock at night

and he comes back out at...

11.30.

That's a half-hour. Mm-hm?

Mm-hm. Yeah, yeah,
I may not be polite,

but... but people are
worse than you expect.

Pastors rape little boys!

Even clichés happen.

It was a drug test.

A drug test that
only targeted Paul?

You didn't go into anybody
else's room that night.

Well, there was a report
that Paul, and only Paul,

had a late-night visitor,
perhaps a drug dealer,

so I went into his room
to give him a drug test.

- This was standard procedure?
- Yes.

We have kits on
site that we use.

I wasn't in his room
for any other reason.

- Can you play it again? - Sure.

The reverend is the one
who put this security video in.

He wanted to make sure
no-one flaunted the rules.

It's insane to think he'd go into
somebody's room without a reason.

Stop. There. Go back.

There's a time jump. You're
missing almost an hour of footage.

That can't happen.

But look. The time
code, it jumps an hour.

Jeremiah is a good
man. He takes care of us.

He even takes us for
long walks every morning.

It helps us clear our
heads, keeps us in shape.

Why are you saying that?
I'm not saying any different.

A lot of people want
religious people brought down.

They don't like God or they don't
like people who believe in God.

I just want to know the truth.

Then die.

That's how you know the truth.

Die, and God'll tell you.

So, there's an hour missing.
What does that mean?

I don't know. Either someone
is covering for the reverend,

or Paul Johnson and his
lawyer don't want us to see

- that his dealer entered the room.
- Yeah.

Wait, freeze.

It's a laptop. Just
press the space button.

Do you want me to enhance? What?

I was just thinking I'm
pretty good at your job.

I think I'll go for a
detective licence.

Congratulations. What?

Do you see this? It's a Fitbit.

When you go on my website,
you can find when I was asleep,

when I was awake, when I
was walking, how far I went.

Look.

OK. I'll sponsor you
for a detective's licence.

- Really? - Sure. Tell me when.

I wasn't able to recover
the deleted security footage,

but Marissa noticed Paul
was wearing a fitness tracker.

- Hi, I'm Marissa. - Hi.

Jeremiah gifted everyone
at the halfway house one.

To emphasise healthy living.

They monitor your heart
rate, count your steps.

I used to think they were
stupid but now I have one. See.

The reverend set up an activity
group for the tenants to compete,

which means we have
access to all of Paul's data.

This is what Paul was doing?

Not everything but some.

It looks like Paul
was sleeping until...

You see that spike there? That's when
Jeremiah knocked and woke him up.

This doesn't rule out sex.

Not until you compare
the data side by side.

Paul's heart rate
is slowly increasing.

Jeremiah's is decreasing.
That's not two people having sex.

Would you excuse me? One second.

Either Jeremiah
somehow drugged himself

and still managed to take
advantage of Paul, or...

Or Paul is lying.

- Amy, what's wrong?
- I don't know.

Maybe nothing. I
couldn't get a hold of you.

Dad's been calling me
so I've been screening.

Yeah, he called
home three times.

Every time I silenced it, he
called back so I had to answer.

He told me he's always
considered me family

and then thanked me
for being so good to you.

- He was sobbing. - What?

It sounded like goodbye.

I think you should call him.

Yeah.

We're not home right now.
Please leave a message after...

I Some bright morning

I When this life is
over I I'll fly away

♪ To that home On
God's celestial shore

I I'll fly away

I I'll fly away, oh,
glory Dad? Hello?

Dad?

I know what you're thinking, OK?

I'm on my way to you
right now. Just... let's talk.

Dad, I love you,
OK? I'm on my way.

I'm gonna be there soon.
Just... just don't hang up.

Don't hang up. Just
stay with me right n...

I When I die
Hallelujah, by and by

Try my mom.

I I'll fly away

I I'll fly away, oh,
glory I I'll fly away

- She isn't answering.
- Try her at Uncle Jax's.

Why?

She might be there.

I When I die
Hallelujah, by and by

21 Ay...

Ouch.

We really don't have to do this.

Afraid of what I might
learn about you, Mr Morello?

Colin!

Ha-ha! Mwah!

Happy birthday, son.

- Thank you, Dad. This is Lucca.
- I know.

Your mom's been
talking about you.

- Ah. - Isn't Trump a nightmare?

I mean, oh, my God!

What he said about
the Central Park Five!

Uh... this is Julie,
my secretary.

Hi.

- Hm.
- Always hiring the best, Dad.

- What's that supposed to mean?
- Nothing. Where is Mom?

Near the drinks.
Where do you think?

Hm.

- Very nice to meet you, Lucca.
- Uh... you too, Mr Lovatelli.

The Root is a great
online magazine.

I have it on Google Alert.

Please don't judge
me by this evening.

- Too late. - Hm.

Lucca, hello!

- Here we go. - There you are!

Ha-ha.

You have to settle a
debate for me. Come on.

- Oh, Colin, hi. Happy birthday.
- Thank you, Mom.

Hey. Hey, who's that with Dad?

Oh, that's his newest toy.

I don't complain, if it saves
him from having a stroke.

Now, Lucca, I Googled you
and you are something special.

-Am I? - Yes, you are.

I love your firm. I really do.

I want you to talk to my son.
He always sided with authority.

- I never sided with... - Mm-hm.

Come here. Here
we are, everybody.

Finally, the debate.

Now, African-Americans liked
Bernie Sanders, am I right?

Especially the young ones

and they would
have outvoted Hillary,

if it weren't for the Southern
states. Do you agree, Lucca?

I don't really have an opinion.

But that is not the question.
The question is the arts.

- All else fails without the arts.
- Magdalena, please.

Do you know Jay-Z?

Would you excuse
me for a second?

- Do you need something, Lucca?
- No, just a drink.

- Let me get it for you.
- It's fine. It's fine.

Oh, she's wonderful,
wonderful, Colin.

- Mm.
- If you don't marry her, I will.

- Mom? - Hm?

- Give her a little room, will you?
- Of course.

Dad?

- Dad! - Henry?

Dad!

- Henry? - Dad?!

- Dad! - Maia!

Let's see.

Oh, my God.

Dad! Dad!

What is that?

"Maia, stay here.

Call the police. Let
them handle this.

I don't want you to see this".

Oh, Jesus Christ.

Dad? Oh, my God!

Oh.

- My God. What did you do?
- No. Please don't call.

I'm at 9511 West Mangolini Road.

- We need an ambulance.
- Dad, don't ever do that, ever.

Maia, if... if they think I
tried to commit suicide,

- they'll revoke my bail.
- You tried to commit suicide?

Shh, Maia. I need
you to think with me.

If they revoke my bail,

they'll put me behind bars
on suicide watch until the trial.

OK? So, I just fell.

- You fell. - Yeah.

You were checking
the roof and you fell.

I fell. Yes.

- They'll be here in a few minutes.
- Now, Maia, you have a few minutes.

I need you to
make this look right.

Tell the paramedics
that he fell, OK?

Do you think it's all right
that rap lyrics are homophobic

because it's cultural?

- 1 don't know, Clarence. - Hm.

Oh, by the way, congratulations.
It'll be good for the firm.

What'll be?

Being on his arm as he runs
for office. It's like de Blasio.

It doesn't just work for
him. It works for you.

OK, I don't understand
a word you're saying.

They're gonna run
Colin for senator.

That's why he's
working as an AUSA.

It's a stepping stone
to office. So are you.

Oh, the hot black girlfriend?

It's a demographic dream.

Ask de Blasio.

Thanks.

Lucca. What's going
on? Where are you going?

Uh... work. I gotta
go. An emergency.

- All right, well, I'll take you.
- No, it's fine. I called for a Lyft.

Apologise to your
parents for me.

- The work of a lawyer, right?
- ♪ Happy birthday to you

Colin, come in here!

I Happy birthday, dear Colin...

I... At least I was thinking.

- Oh, my gosh. Oh.
- Henry, what were you doing?

We have people to check
the roof. Look, look at you.

I'm fine. It's nothing really.

It's your leg and your
back. It... it's everything.

Oh, my God. If I lost you,
I don't know what I'd do.

Oh.

And what were you doing there?

I wanted... I wanted to see Dad.

Oh, thank God.

If he... if he had been
lying there all night...

You had Jax bring you here?

I didn't... I didn't
wanna wait for a cab

and I was too upset
to drive myself.

You have to end it, Mom.

What difference does it
make if Jax drove me here?

Did you hear what I just
said? You have to end it.

- End what? - Stop that.

You know what I mean.

Whatever you think you
know about your uncle and I...

It doesn't matter what I
think. It's what my father thinks.

How do you know what he thinks?

What?

"l don't write this out
of feeling wronged,

that because my wife slept with
my brother, I'm owed something.

It's I who's cheated my wife

out of what it feels
like to be loved

by someone you love in return”.

What is that?

"Just like I've
cheated my daughter

of being able to
hold her head up

and not be held
accountable for the mistakes,

the crimes of her father.

I love these two people
more than anyone in the world.

I just want them to be happy

and the best chance
of that happening

is for me to clear
out and let them".

Look, he made me swear

I wouldn't tell you
he tried to do it.

You can't say anything.

How's Henry?

Go away.

- I just wanna check on...
- Go away.

With the vote six hours
away, here is where we stand.

Evelyn says her expense
allowance is stingy.

- Stingy?
- She'd like an increase.

And Mark feels the firm has
lost track of its civil rights roots.

I love how Mr
Reddick talks, truly.

But we do more
good in the world,

we have the capital to do good.

Trump's America is not
my America. Is it yours?

We gotta keep on fighting.

Now that we're
making more money,

we don't have to be so stingy
on the expense accounts.

That's the way we felt like
in, uh... Selma, you know.

We figured it out. There's
an easier way to live.

Each one of us

is not as strong as we
are collectively, right?

Is that fair enough?
That's not rocket science.

Hi. The... the
gentleman behind me.

Wheelchair to the
hospital main entrance.

Sorry.

Aw!

As you can see, Mr Kovac,
these are the read-outs

- from the two fitness trackers...
- I hate this thing.

And the breathing doesn't match.

Your client's heart
rate is increasing

and Pastor Jeremiah's
is decreasing.

That is not indicative
of sexual relations.

Oh, my God, you got me.

If I were you I would
drop this suit, sir,

or you'll be facing a
devastating counter-suit.

You know the only
problem you have, Diane?

I can't wait.

Paul can identify a
distinguishing mark

on the good pastor's dick.

Now, that is indicative
of sexual relations.

You still want to counter-sue
and take this to open court, hm?

You... you just let me know.

1 will not disrobe.

It's the easiest way to
prove him wrong, Rev.

Now, you don't have a
birthmark on your penis?

- No, I don't. - So, he's lying?

Yes.

The difficulty is, Pastor,

if you don't disrobe, this
will make you look guilty.

I understand that.
I am not disrobing.

You can take the camera
and take a photo of yourself.

I spent my whole life fighting,

fighting for the dignity that
was denied our forebears.

They were treated
like this. 1 will not be.

That's what he's counting
on, this little, uh... piss-ant.

He's blackmailing you
and he's counting on the fact

that you have too much
pride to prove that he's a liar.

Then he's smart and
accurate, because I won't.

Then I think you should pay him.

He's gonna ruin your
reputation, Reverend.

All that dignity that you fought
for, it would disappear like that.

- Do you believe him?
- It's about what we can prove.

That's not what I asked.

Reverend, I have
been around too long

to know better than to expect
anything from my heroes

other than feet of clay.

I don't care one way or the other. I
just wanna beat this son of a bitch.

The fitness tracker links to an app
which tracks your routes, like this.

That's me running
around the office,

talking to all the assistants.

And?

I was able to pull up Paul
Johnson's tracking data

for the past two months.

When Paul goes
jogging, it's fairly random.

No two routes
appear to be the same.

But about two weeks ago,
a pattern started to emerge.

Two or three times a week,

Paul's routes included a
pit stop at Kovac's office.

Well, he's his lawyer.

No, Paul didn't
claim to have a lawyer

until we served him
the eviction notice.

Good.

We need to look
deeper into Kovac,

any lawsuits, past crimes.

See what you can find.

- Perfect timing. - Yeah.

- Uh... Miss Stanway? - Yes?

Hi. We're from the law
firm Reddick Boseman.

We were wondering if we
can ask you a few questions

about Gabe Kovac.

You sued him for an assault.

We settled and I
dropped the charges.

- Can you tell us what happened?
- I signed a non-disclosure agreement.

What if we promised not to tell?

- Hey, you never know. - Sorry.

Why would Kovac
have you sign an NDA?

He didn't. His lawyer
did and it wasn't with him.

It was with his employer,
First Charter Choice.

- First Charter Choice.
- What's that?

It's an alt-right cause.

- OK, am I missing something?
- No, but I was.

- Who are you calling? - Adrian.

They're going into
negotiations. Come on.

Got it, Jay. Thanks.

- Good work. - Any time.

Oh. Uh... come on in, gentlemen.

So, I guess you finally came to
your senses and are ready to settle.

Are you at all
familiar with rule 1.7

of the ARDC Code
of Ethics, Mr Kovac?

It's been a while since
I studied for the Bar.

Why don't, uh... why
don't you sum it up for me?

Conflicts of interest between
attorneys and their clients

may result in disbarment.

Do I have a kind of
conflict of interest with Paul?

We're aware that you have
done business with, uh...

Mr Selkirk's right-wing legal
foundation, First Charter Choice.

And we're also aware that
Selkirk subsidised this lawsuit

to embarrass the good reverend.

You're taking money
from the alt right

and you edited the drug
dealer from that video.

You know what?

I think we're, uh...
we're about done here.

And we are prepared
to file a civil suit

against you and your
client for extortion.

Have a good day now!

Why aren't you
answering my calls?

- I've been busy.
- My family is insane.

Why do you think I didn't
introduce you to them earlier?

This isn't about your family.

It's about this relationship.
It's run its course.

- I disagree.
- That's your right.

I'm not sure what you're
looking for, but I'm not her.

I'm not an accessory.
I'm not a trophy.

I'm sure as hell not a wife.

And I never treated you that way

and if anyone ever does,
they have no place in my life.

You're making this a bigger
deal than it needs to be.

- I don't like your tone.
- There is no tone.

We had fun.

We both knew it wasn't
for life. We don't do for life.

I have to go.

Imani's voting for Reddick,

but you have Calvin Story,
Eunice and Tommy Neville.

By my count, you're up one.

- Good. Thank you.
- Julius. Saved you a seat.

- Fucking Julius?
- Thanks, Carl.

Carl, Julius Cain
is leaving the firm.

He is ineligible to vote.

Article 12,
sub-section D puts forth

that full voting rights
will remain in force

through the last day of
the partner's pay period,

which, I believe, is Thursday.

Then shall we commence,
uh... casting the ballots?

11 for Adrian and 12 for Carl.

I want the room polled.

For what reason? You lost.

I wanna vote for the
removal of Adrian Boseman.

Wait.

I didn't vote, but
I want to now.

- Ah, it's too late.
- No, it's not.

Carl, you said this was a battle

between the firm's
heart and its head,

but it's not.

It's about the
past or the future.

Your past glories
have a lot to teach us.

But this... this is now.

The fights are now and
Adrian knows how to fight them.

I vote for Adrian.

So, here we are. We're split.

Yep. 50-50. This should be fun.

Huh. That's the trouble
with the world today, yes?

You think the fights are
different, huh? But you're wrong.

They're exactly the same.

May 1?

To idealism.

Hm. And pragmatism.

I Late on into the
evening and I feel like

I Like blowing my home

I Whoo-hoo, well, boy, gonna
stop her low-down ways...