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I take back my apology
for kissing you.

I'm still in love with you.

The prosecuting attorney
is Kim Mendelsohn.

She is putty to me.

I am embarrassed that you and I
were once a couple.

It doesn't exactly help

my career to be associated
with you.

Malcolm and I
are going on a date.

I was really hoping to get
your support on this.

You don't get it.

So, this is, like
a real thing, you and me?

The law is a system of rules.

Nowhere does it say you get
to break them.

Nowhere does it say you get
to make your own rules.

I've had it with
the whole squalid

putrid, maggoty,
that's what it is.

- How about we hold this whole--
- Mr. Peyton, that's enough.

- So-called justice in contempt.
- Take him away.

I don't really dislike you,
you know.

Defense attorneys,
I-I have to think of them

as the enemy, that's all.
I don't dislike you.

Have a good night, Mr. Peyton.

- We have to go, Harry.
- No, we don't.

I hate those stupid black-tie.

For us, starting a new firm,
it would be stupid

from a business standpoint
to skip the annual--

So, let's be stupid.

Too many good possible contacts
for us to ignore.

- Is staff invited?
- 'I think just trial lawyers.'

I think you should go, Harry.

Well, I'm not goin'.

Who is it? What do you want?

Again?
You did what?

What happened?

Growing up, I had a dream house.
Well, who doesn't?

We all grow up thinking
of our dream house.

I had one, you had one,
I had one.

Actually, I dreamt of
living in a pup tent.

I was driving around tonight
and, um...I saw it.

Exactly as I imagined it,
every little detail.

Like a vision, which,
I-I don't know, since I forgot

to take my meds, who knows,
maybe that's what it was.

What happened, Josh?

I thought, if just for a minute,
I could pretend

that it was mine, you know?
Just to know the feeling.

I walked up the path,
like it was my path.

The front door was unlocked.
I turned the knob.

- And I-I went inside.
- Uh-oh.

And-and-and there was a den.
Of course, there would be.

With a big, overstuffed chair,
just like the chair..

I sat right in that chair,
that's what I did.

That's what I did.
And then, I went upstairs.

This gets better.

And the master bedroom was
where I knew it would be.

The bed, it had these
crisp white sheets

and I sat on the bed.

And then, in the bed

I saw there was
a woman sleeping.

How I didn't see her
when I went into the room

not a clue, not a clue,
but there she was.

This beautiful woman,
just like the woman

I always dreamed I'd marry.

Alabaster skin, not a blemish.

Then she woke up.
That didn't go well.

That didn't go well at all.

He's been charged with breaking
and entering, assault.

- Assault?
- He scared the crap out of her.

His arraignment is at 2:00.
I told him I'd handle it.

Meantime, I'm going to try
to get him released.

- What's wrong with that guy?
- What's wrong with him?

He's lost his mind,
that's what's wrong.

Hey.

God, not again.

Hello.
I'm looking for a lawyer.

Uh, my name's Adam Branch.
I'm an attorney.

- And you are?
- Nancy Jones.

Um, my son is
in some trouble

and needs a lawyer
rather quickly, I'm afraid.

Okay. What kind of trouble
is he in, exactly?

He's been sentenced to death.

Okay, let's have it.

When I tried to reach
for your hand last night

you just pulled it away.

- I was reaching for my drink.
- Don't lie to me, Malcolm.

You were embarrassed,
you were embarrassed

with a public display
of affection with me.

Is it because I'm super-white?

No, Jenna. It's not
because you're super-white.

- Then what?
- Well..

I know how Harry feels
about the whole thing

and I'm just kind of
self-conscious about..

- You know, in front of her?
- This is a problem.

You need to kiss me
in front of Harry.

- Excuse me?
- You heard me.

We can't go anywhere if you're
embarrassed to be with me.

And if you can't kiss me
in front of Harry

who is like family,
then I don't know what.

Look, Jenna, I--

You will kiss me in front of
Harry, end of discussion.

Well, can I kiss you now?
'Cause I'm really in the mood.

And now we're fighting.

Nut job.

He was convicted
three years ago

based on his confession
and the testimony of his friend.

Yes, no offence,
but as evidence goes

confessions are kind of nifty.

He was coerced
and so was his friend.

They were each questioned

for over 18 hours
before they broke down

and gave the police
the statements they wanted.

Okay. And the conviction
was appealed?

Yes, this young lawyer here,
from Shipley Winningham

last spring, we've been waiting
and waiting for the ruling

and finally, I called Shipley
to find out what was going on

only to learn the lawyer
had left the firm

and moved to Arizona.

And the law firm had no record

of the appellate ruling,
so I called the court

only to find out that
they had denied the appeal.

Evidently, they sent notice
to the firm, and some idiot

in the mailroom sent it back
saying that no lawyer

by that name worked there.

Anyway, I was told

that we could file
a second appeal.

That's why I'm here,
in search of a new lawyer.

My son did not commit
this crime.

He could never shoot
another human being.

A mother knows these things.

I swear to you, he's innocent.

Mrs. Jones,
death penalty appeals

are enormously complicated
and they take

the kind of resources
this office simply doesn't have.

We tried the big firm.

That's where he fell
through the cracks.

Word is, you people care.
That you fight.

I need somebody
to fight for my son.

It's not a pretext, I swear.

- I need you.
- Come on, Adam.

A shoe store law firm
cannot carry

a death penalty appeal alone.

We need help from a big firm
to tag team.

- My firm.
- Okay.

I suppose it doesn't
have to be your firm

but I'd like a big firm
with an attorney

I have a good
shorthand with, and..

...I suppose I'm desperate
to get over this awkward bump

so that you and I
can resume being good friends.

Despite the fact that
you're still in love with me.

Yes, despite that.

Hey, remember in law school,
we'd always talk about

you and me doing a big
death penalty case one day

either with each other
or against.

Adam, we talked about
a lot of things.

Ouch. Okay.

Look, I need help
from a big firm.

And I need it fast.

The kid is due to be executed
in a month. Please.

I still don't get it,
he just moved off to Arizona

and didn't tell me. I didn't
even know we lost, or..

This was supposed to be
a big firm, too.

Like, they were supposed
to be good.

It was a mix-up, we've filed
your second appeal

so that's done, but we need
to talk about your case now.

The night of this murder.

I was in that area,
but that's it.

The only thing I was guilty of
was being too drunk.

Yeah, there's some question
as to whether

you even remember
what happened that night.

That's how the police
finally convinced me

that maybe I done it.
They kept hammering.

"You were drunk.
You blacked out."

They told me they had witnesses,
witnesses that had seen me

with a gun, witnesses that
seen me shoot those two guys.

After 18 hours of interrogation,
I couldn't see

or think straight. I started
to believe maybe I'd done it.

You know, if they had
all these witnesses.

Turns out, they lied.
There was no witnesses at all.

They made me believe
I did something I didn't do.

I swear.
It's the same thing with Jason.

They brainwashed him, too.

Alright, look,
we're going to come back

and get a full written
statement from you.

We'll do the same
with your friend Jason.

We'll also file a petition
to test your DNA.

- In the meantime..
- Adam?

- Uh, the appeal was rejected.
- What do you mean, rejected?

- We haven't even argued it yet.
- We won't get to argue it.

The time to file has lapsed.

W-what's going on?

Uh, the time to file

your last appeal has run out.

What is it
you expect me to do?

Waive the filing deadline.

Why does that not surprise me?

- You changed your hair.
- Oh, I cut it a little.

It looks great, it really does.

'This was a mailroom screw-up.'

Clearly, our client
shouldn't be prejudiced by it

especially when the penalty
is death.

A little disproportionate for a
clerical error, don't you think?

Do you think my hair
would look better shorter?

- Well, uh--
- Hey, come on.

Look, if you would've done your
homework, hon, you would know

that before talking turkey,
I like to dish a little.

So, you and Thomas
making babies yet?

- Uh, no, not yet.
- I heard you got engaged.

What?

Uh, can we talk
about this later?

Oh, come on.
Throw me a bone, would ya?

- You're engaged?
- Um..

What am I missing here?

Oh, don't tell me. Exes?

Oh, my God. I am so..

I'll tell you,
if it's in the room

I will step in it every time.

Excuse me while I go outside
and I just scrape off

the bottom of my shoe. Okay,
back to the case, shall we?

Awful, you bring me
that mailroom clerk

and I will figure out
a way to fry his ass.

As for your client,
there's nothing I can really do.

I-I don't have the power
to waive filing deadlines.

You're not really listening
to me, are you?

You're still thinking
about her getting married.

Yeah. That-that's my bad there,
I'm sorry.

But if you are listening

as for the punishment
being disproportionate

he is not getting executed
for a clerical error.

- It's because he shot two guys.
- No, he didn't.

Yeah, well, he got convicted,
so I have to assume--

And he's entitled to an appeal.

Which he got and lost.
I know. I was there.

He's entitled to one more.

Adam, even if I were to
support you here and I can't

there's a reason for
the filing deadlines.

I'll challenge this
in federal court.

Okay, fine. But you won't win
in federal court.

How can you let a kid die
because of a clerical error?

Well, I would tell you

except we're going
to federal court

so, why ruin the surprise?

Case number 32642.

'State of Ohio
vs Joshua Peyton.'

Harry Korn for the defendant.

How we doing, judge?
Long time, no see.

We'll waive reading,
and if I may

I'd like to ask that we
table this matter for now

and perhaps we could
all conference.

And how exactly will that
look, counsel?

Making a special
exception for a DA?

The thing is, this is
the DA who has served

this community valiantly
for a long time.

Understood.

But he broke into a home
and assaulted a woman.

Uh, the-the door
was unlocked, judge.

And I never touched her.
Never touched her.

He had had an extremely
tough week.

Yes, we have all heard
about his week

but frankly, that just
gives me more concern.

Your Honor, Mr. Peyton
needs some counselling.

The likelihood is,
he was having

a small nervous breakdown,
and that he became confused.

Confused? What, he thought
that it was his house?

His bed?
His wife?

Well, in a very
strange way, yes.

He got slightly lost in the..

In the American dream,
I suppose.

- The American dream?
- 'Yes.'

The one where people
grow up to live

in the homes they want
with the person they love.

You know that dream,
Your Honor.

The one that never comes true.

I'm very fond of Josh Peyton.

He's been a mentor to me.

But this is a criminal act

we have to take seriously.

Yes, but one we can
nevertheless

look at compassionately.

Mr. Peyton, help me out here.

What happened last night?

Your Honor, I, uh,
drove by the house that..

Uh, one that-one that
I could never afford

on a DA's salary.
I-I entered.

I really don't know why.

I found sleeping
a beautiful woman

one who would likely never be
impressed with a DA's salary.

'And for one second,
I let myself..'

I don't know...pretend.

The unfairness of it all.

We work so hard
as public servants

and not only is the public
not grateful.

They don't even respect us,
not really.

"What a sap, uh, poor guy,
he, uh, he lost all his hair

"he busted his nuts,
and for what?

Fighting for justice?"
You kidding me? You kidding me?

You see this suit? I had to
borrow it just for this hearing.

You think I could ever
afford a suit like this?

I could never afford
a suit like this.

I thought that by appearing
here in an expensive

that-that I might be taken
more seriously because money.

That's respect in this world,
isn't it?

It's a lie, this suit.

A fraud upon the court
the suggestion that a bald sap

with busted nuts
could ever afford this.

- Josh.
- I can't wear it, judge.

I cannot cloak myself
in this lie.

- This disgusting deception.
- Josh.

No, Harry, let me strip off
this costume we dress up in

as we act in this despicable
charade we like to call justice.

Let me bare
my freckly, pimply ass

so that you and all the world
can finally kiss it goodbye.

No, I think I'll just waive.
Thanks. Security?

What's the world gonna do after
it no longer has my pimply ass?

My bald head, and my busted nuts
to kick around anymore?

That's the question.
That's the question!

Look, I, I have not yet
completed my statement.

Obviously, we didn't accomplish
a quick dismissal.

'What just happened,
it probably did contribute'

to our diminished
capacity defense.

'So, as silver linings go..'

Wasn't diminished capacity,
Harry.

And...I wasn't on meds.

Simple truth is,
I'd had it.

This system..

We argue before juries
made up of people

too stupid to get out
of jury duty.

They return verdicts that
bear no connection to the law.

Look at our cases,
I had three guilty defendants

dead to right.
Dead to right.

Jurors let 'em go
because you made 'em feel pity.

You know...I never
used to be like this.

I-I was..
In college, I was never an a..

I was the life of the party,
truth be told.

'People used to be
excited to see me.'

"Hey! Here comes Puck,"
they'd say.

- "Hey, Puck baby."
- Puck baby?

Now, I live alone,
I'm divorced.

I'm this tightly
wound ball of..

Never thought I'd end up
like this. Never.

This doesn't have to be
an ending...Puck.

You're what, pushing 50?
I started over in my 60s.

You know what?
It's better now.

You know what I
always wanted to do?

- Sing.
- Oh! Gee.

Just once,
maybe before a small crowd.

Hear them applaud, you know.
That's all, that's all.

Or you know, or tell a joke.
Make somebody laugh.

You know, I've never made
anybody laugh, ever.

Except at me.

Look, the DA said if the woman
whose house you entered

doesn't care about pressing
charges, there's still a chance

we can back out of this. So,
my next step is to talk to her.

Sure.

Thanks, Harry.

You've been a good friend.

Okay, I better take this
to the printer

before we miss
another deadline.

- Why are you rewriting me?
- I'm not.

I'm just saying it
a little clearer.

Sometimes your sentences
get a little unwieldy.

And the paragraph that relates
to his guilt or innocence

that issue isn't relevant
to this proceeding

so it's probably better
to delete that section.

Good thing you asked me to help.

Don't be like that,
I'm just saying

some things are better
left unsaid.

You know that more
than anybody, right?

And our baggage
has finally arrived.

Adam, I was going
to tell you, okay?

I just didn't think
now was a good--

I agree, I completely agree.

I always find when living a lie,
better to stretch it out.

- Savor.
- Oh, for God's sake.

How do you not tell me
you're engaged, Rachel?

Adam, it just happened!

What, on the way
to the courthouse?

Three days ago.

And you didn't think
that warranted a call?

You couldn't even be
bothered to text me?

Oh, oh, right,
I'm going to text that.

"Adam, got engaged.
How about them buckeyes?"

Not telling me is a lie!
It's a lie by omission!

Fine, so I guess when you said
you just want to be friends

that was a lie too, then.

I never said I just wanted
to be friends.

I said I'd-I'd settle for that,
if that's all..

Okay, look, I was going
to tell you, okay?

But then you came begging
for help on this case

and I certainly wasn't going to
spring it in the middle of a..

I am sorry.

Okay, you know what?
The brief is written.

I can cite-check it at my office

and just take it
to the printer, okay?

Yeah, I should.
I should just do that.

I'm sorry.

Your personal life is yours.

I know this. It just hurts.

So, what, he just proposed,
just like that?

- No, um...I proposed.
- Oh.

Oh.

I can't.

I thought I could,
I wanted to but, uh

I'm just not ready
to be friends with you yet.

It's just too..

I mean, who's kidding who?
I still love you too much.

Am I happy that you're happy?
Yes.

Okay, no. I..

I wish you were
as miserable as I am.

I wish you went home
and cried at night like I..

At least we could share that.

After this case, we need to
lose contact for a while.

Let's get through this case
and then just.. Okay?

- How we doin'?
- Good.

- Good.
- Good.

Good.

What's this?

This is my letter
of resignation.

This isn't working out for me.
I'm sorry.

Jenna, you're an
at-will employee.

You don't need to tender
a letter of resignation.

But now that you have,
I reject it. Go back to work.

My private and professional
lives are in conflict.

Jenna, there are
worse things in life

than having a personal problem.

Like having to listen
to somebody else's.

Now get back to work.

What the hell
is wrong with you?

I'm fine.
Tough case, that's all.

- I'm fine.
- Oh, balls.

Alright, look at me,
all of you.

This is what happens when you
let love into the workplace.

Now, snap out of it.
All of you.

- Oh, God.
- Steal you a second, Harry?

No, I'm busy.

Listen, that black-tie
trial lawyer's gig tonight.

It's kind of a..

Well, they're a bit stuffy,
these guys.

They don't really like it
when I show up with

my nonsense, with my bravado,
with...my hookers.

I was wondering
if you'd be my date.

We'll have some laughs, Harry.
We always do.

Come on, there are worse things

than going to a gala
with Tommy Jay.

Name three.

I wasn't even planning on going
to this stupid gala, Tommy.

They kind of shun me.

It's all envy, I know.
It doesn't hurt.

It's just..

I think the whole thing would be
a little more fun

with someone to talk to.

Please?

Knock-knock.
How you doin'?

Uh, I'm fine.

What's the expression?
"Every knock is a

meat-hook up the ass."
I'm fine.

Is there anything I can do?

Well, I'd tell you, Kim

but that's not the reason
you're here, is it?

I mean, this makes, what, twice
you've come into my office

in the last four years to say
"How you doin'?"

What's that, huh?
What's that?

You're not alone.
I'm a traffic accident.

What's not to slow down for?

Been a long line
at my door today.

The only thing
different about you

is that you're not one
to take delight

in somebody else's misery,
so I'm figuring

you must be here
for something real.

The Brian Jones case.

- Is he guilty?
- Of course he's guilty.

You argued it
you should know.

Yeah, I argued the appeal,
you did the trial.

Puck, level with me, will you?

All the evidence
came from an interrogation room.

Kim...you know
that I would never ever

try somebody for murder
if I were not convinced

that he or she did the crime.

Yes, and I also know that
in the heat of the moment

we all convince ourselves
as to the merits of our cases

and then as time passes,
upon reflection..

Upon reflection?

Brian Jones shot those two guys.

He was the one with motive,
he was the one with opportunity.

He had a prior history
of violence.

He did it.

Okay.

You okay, Puck?

I'll be fine. Thank you.

Well, for what it's worth

I'm really sorry
I wasn't around, you know.

To see you get naked in court.

Another time.

- Take care.
- I will.

For the purpose of this hearing,
the issue is

all about filing deadlines.

So don't expect us
to devote much time

arguing your innocence,
though obviously

we'll be suggesting
that possibility as backdrop.

It'd be good for you to join.

Having mothers present
is always a plus.

Don't worry about me,
I'll be there.

Okay, look, this is not
gonna be easy.

One would think,
a clerical error

they'd be happy to fix it,
one would be wrong.

We'll have a suit
sent over for you to wear.

Other than that
we'll see you in court, okay?

Okay.

Malcolm,
I'm really sorry.

I do things
at the beginning of

every relationship
that...I go crazy.

I, I challenge,
if not dare the person..

...to leave me.

- Why?
- I don't know.

To test it, maybe?

I have serious
abandonment issues.

My parents got divorced

and I just have a hard time
trusting people.

Did I completely drive you away?

Are you convinced
that I'm nuts?

Well, I am convinced
you're nuts.

But...I'm not going anywhere.

- Really?
- I like nuts.

I mean, you're nuts.

You're adorable
and unbelievably honest..

Okay, are you
just being nice now?

A little.

Oh, for God's sake,
get a room.

So we're all kissy-kissy,
happy-happy again?

Life sometimes
works out after all.

Oh, that woman called.

The one whose bed
Josh Peyton climbed into.

- She did?
- She's coming in here.

And those are the dresses,
pick the one you like

and I'll have it altered.

What do I want with a dress?

- The gala.
- I'm not going to that.

- Yes, you are.
- No, I'm not.

Harry, when a friend needs you,
you answer the call.

Now, be quiet
and pick a dress.

Look, Jenna,
I don't really think

that counted since Harry
walked in on it.

What are you talking about?

Oh, make me puke.

'Miss Korn, he was on my bed.'

I realize this,
but the thing is

he was having a slight
nervous breakdown of sorts.

This is a man who--

Are you saying it's my call

as to whether
he gets prosecuted?

No, it's not.
I don't mean to put that on you.

What I'm saying is, both sides
are looking for the most

compassionate resolution.

But, we of course,
have to be sympathetic

to the fact that there's
another victim in all this.

I mean, the primary victim,
which is you.

If you felt that this was
a predator in your bed

that says one thing.

But if you sensed that this man

was more of a patient
looking for help

that says another.

Look for this judge
to be extremely active.

- I know.
- The book on her--

Adam, I know the book.

'All rise. The Great State
of Ohio vs Brian Jones.'

Busy day, folks.
Let's hear from the petitioner.

'Good morning, Your Honor,
Rachel Miller appearing'

for the petitioner, Brian Jones.

'Are you saying that your client
wasn't notified'

of the appellate court's
decision?

Not sufficiently notified, he--

It was mailed
to his trial attorney.

Who left the law firm.

The letter was returned
unopened.

The court isn't required
to insure actual notice, is it?

'Our petition is that once'

the letter
was returned unopened

the clerk's office
should have then called

the law firm to inquire--

So you're trying to change
the rules and shift the burden

to the clerk's office?

How about just
when the defendant

is going to be killed?

Maybe in those cases we can
make it look like we care.

I can do without the tone.
I'll give you the point.

What about it, Miss Mendelsohn?

You gonna execute this kid?

Is the clerk's office
too burdened

to provide actual notice?

In an ideal world, maybe.

But who lives in that one?
Certainly not us.

We have over
a 100,000 cases

currently on appeal in Ohio.

They come with automatic appeals

and then, if that
doesn't work out

they get another appeal.

And it goes on and on
and on and on.

I-it's like the old joke.

If you want to live forever
in America's

criminal justice system

just get yourself
sentenced to death.

Yeah, clever.
But it doesn't help me.

We don't guarantee fairness,
judge.

All we promise is due process.

Mr. Jones got that.

And you can rest easy with that?

We are not denying
Mr. Jones a trial.

He got one.

We're not denying
Mr. Jones an appeal.

He got one.
He lost both.

'Now, because this is
a capital case'

he got a second bite.

He missed the deadline.
We follow rules.

If we can't count
on the rules to be followed

our system perilously close

to paralysis already,
simply won't work

and nobody gets justice.

Okay, you know what, Kim?

What, are we
getting personal now?

Uh, yes, when a defendant
is going to be executed

in part because some clerk
in some mailroom

wrongly stamped a letter "Return
to sender," it is offensive.

There is a, a human being
sitting in this chair

and you're gonna exalt a
filing screw-up over his life?

I find that offensive.
I take it personally.

Yes, I do.

That was good.

In these two chairs
sit two other lives that..

Wait. They're not here.

I guess they couldn't make it.
I guess they're dead.

I see Mark Engle's widow
sitting over there.

I see Joel Smoller's widow
and his two children.

They're here.
But the husbands? The father?

Not here.
Shot dead by your human being.

And the fact
that these family members

can never get closure..
I find that offensive.

I take that personally.

And you want to know
the worst thing?

There are so many
more empty chairs.

There are so many more widows
and children

who want to put an end
to their personal agonies.

And if we change the rules here

if we give this
convicted murderer

who had his trial,
had his appeal

if we arbitrarily
give him a do-over, then what?

The floodgates will open.

My office will be filled
with defense attorneys

before I can even
get back there.

Suppose you're wrong.
Suppose he didn't do it.

The evidence is sketchy,
at best.

Two possibly coerced
statements..

This proceeding is
not about whether--

Suppose you're wrong.

Oh, well, a rule's a rule,
kill him? Really?

The reason we have all
the checks and appeals

double appeals,
the reason we prolong

the process at the expense
of the victims

is because of the possibility
that we might execute

the wrong person.

We do it a lot.

It's one thing
to do it by mistake

it's another to do it by an
utterly preventable mistake

and it's something else
altogether

that we would
so blithely do it.

Prioritizing administrative
expedience over a person's life

possibly an innocent life?

Our system can't be about that.

It just can't be.
A-and if so..

For God's sake, Brian Jones
had a pro bono lawyer

at trial who didn't
interview witnesses

he didn't try to suppress
the core statements

he was a stumbling,
bumbling hack.

'His appellate attorney
then abandoned him'

then some stupid
mailroom clerk..

A pile of incompetence
upon incompetence..

None of which was his.

And we're going to kill him?

That can't be.

It simply can't be.

You were really good, Adam.
Really good.

So were you.

So, how long before we hear,
do you think?

Well, assuming
they give us notice.

You two make quite the team,
you know that?

I do have to say,
seeing your passion in there

it made me just..

Can I ask you something?

Did you propose as a kind of
pre-emptive strike of sorts?

- Excuse me?
- To prevent a relapse with..

You?

- Did you?
- Adam, don't.

- Is that what you think?
- Did you?

No.

Um..

So, you'll, uh,
you'll let me know

when we,
when we hear something?

- I'll call.
- Okay.

- Okay, bye.
- Bye.

Felony trespassing.
That's the best I can do.

Misdemeanor trespassing.

That would draw
so much scrutiny, Josh.

You don't want that.

Look, suspended sentence,
no time.

- 'What more could you ask for?'
- We'll take it.

- Well, don't I get a say?
- You do. He'll take it.

Thank you, Kathryn.

Just promise me
you'll keep your clothes on

and stay out
of other people's houses.

Listen, I was thinking
I'd go to the gala tonight.

You know, get back
in the saddle

let everybody know
I'm on my way back.

Yeah, and get all
the glad-handing out of the way.

And anyway, you want to join me,
be my date?

Oh, I..
Seems I already have a date.

Oh, really?
Uh, anybody I know?

- Tommy Jefferson.
- Funny.

Serious? You're going
with that banana?

Well, he's a nice banana.

- Harry.
- Hi.

I knew you'd be good

but Adam was better
than I thought.

- Is he here?
- I don't know.

Come on, you didn't
ask if he was coming?

Uh, no, I-I didn't,
actually, which is, um..

Which might have been
a good idea.

- Hey, Thomas.
- Hi, Kim.

- Kim.
- Tommy.

Harry.

Okay, I just got to say this.
You look sensational.

Well, you really know how
to make a date feel special.

Hello.

Excuse me?

Okay. Thank you.

When did she rule?

I just got the call.

I'm sorry, Rachel,
I mean, part of me

obviously isn't.
I believe he's guilty.

I know these are
tough ones to lose.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

Uh, uh, could I
have your attention?

Hi, uh, my name
is Josh Peyton.

Some of you
know me as Puck

others as an overly-zealous DA.

- What the hell is he doing?
- Take it off, Puck!

What?

I've come up here
not to interrupt your evening

but, uh..

- 'Oh.'
- Oh, no.

- 'Go, Puck.'
- 'This guy is crazy.'

I, uh, I-I wanted
to sing a song.

'It's a-it's a song
that I love.'

And, um..

Well, I've actually been
singing it in the privacy

of my own home,
where I live alone, but..

...I'd like to sing it
in public, if I may. For you.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

Listen, um, we'll file
for cert with the Supreme Court

and I will draft it myself.

The Supreme Court..

Scalia said even proof
of actual innocence

isn't grounds for a new trial.

- The Supreme Court is..
- That was a minority opinion.

We will file
for cert tomorrow.

What, you're just gonna give up?
That isn't you.

- I just can't take..
- Hey.

Hey.

This isn't over, okay?
We just keep fighting.

- It's what we do.
- Okay.

I'll be okay.

It's, uh..

...been a day.

You're not the only one
who's had a day, alright?

I'm sorry,
I know I've put you through

a lot more than you
need to be put through.

Listen, um,
I-I did propose

maybe in part, um, you know,
I thought before I do

something really stupid,
I better just..

I mean, I love him, Adam.
I really do.

Rachel, you don't need to
put a ribbon on it.

We'll still be friends.

I'm trying to tell you
that I love you more, you dope.

- What?
- I'm sorry.

I didn't come in here
to say that.

It's just that
you're just such a..

A dope.

Yeah.

- Oh, that was, uh..
- Stupid.

Yeah.

- Oh, holy cow.
- Uh, Harry.

What the..
Is everybody kissing everybody?

I was, uh, just, uh, leaving.

I have to go take care
of something.

- Okay. Bye.
- Uh, bye.

Harry.

- Are you two back together?
- I have no idea.

Why didn't you come to the gala
after shaming me into it?

I just wasn't up to it. Sorry.

'I heard about your case.'

'I had this image of you
back here brooding.'

Not with a brood mare, but..

How did they let that kid
go to his death when--

Look, Adam, cases are decided
on technicalities all the time.

Murderers are released
on technicalities.

We take our rules.

I heard you were good in court.

Not good enough.

Look at me.

The thing you need
to remember

as much as this job
sometimes sucks

even on your worst days

it beats the hell
out of patent law.

Remember the day we started?

Who would ever have thought
we'd actually be

a real law firm?

I'm proud of you, Adam.
I know I don't say that enough.

You're a good man
and a good lawyer.

You make me proud.

- Still a pain in the ass.
- Couldn't leave it at proud.

- I'm just saying.
- Yeah, yeah.

- How was the gala, anyway?
- It was okay.

- My new friend Puck sang.
- Peyton sang?

- He was good.
- Naked?

Clothes on.

Did you get lucky with Tommy?

Extremely. He left
with somebody else.

- Where's Jenna?
- On a date with Malcolm.

Ah, yes, the love bugs.

Hey, everybody finds love.
Matter of time.