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- You look sensational. - Well, thank you.

We were a thing like a million years ago.

You two were more than a thing.

Any more arrests last night?

What the hell is going on?

Going to find out.

Do you think one of these kids is capable of organizing all these hits?

- They're scared of something. - Or someone.

Is this Brandon Paige's place?

You can't be here. You got to kick rocks.

- Get out of here. - Come on.

I can assure you the only funny business going on is tikbait videos.

These people are not your friends, Maddy, they're dangerous.

You're being dramatic.

Doink.

Are you serious?

Why are you so smiley?

The last time you rode along in a cop car, you became a witness.

You ever seen such a sexy search warrant?

Is that a Judge Lola Carmichael signature I detect?

Signed fresh last night.

So this house is the hub of the smash and grabs?

My investigator seemed to think so.

Which means, after today, I will be one step closer to nailing their leader.

Which also means...

We can finally have date nights.

- Uh-huh. - Mmm-hmm.

Maybe you can invite Collier to the next one.

- Not funny. - Wasn't meant to be.

I think it's time I met your soon to be ex-husband.

And you will but now is a bad time.

He hasn't been feeling great lately.

I'm just saying,

I want to be here for you, all right?

Have a great day.

Have fun on Hell Street.

Shit, it...

It's supposed to say, "Hill Street."

Yeah, you might want to go get that fixed

before you go play cops and robbers.

Yeah.

We really need to nail down your calendar.

- Good morning to you, too. - You know, but, first, I wanted to warn you...

♪ It had to be you ♪

Surprise. Oh.

♪ It had to be you ♪

♪ I wandered around and finally found ♪

♪ somebody who... ♪

Oh, yeah! All right. Our new court reporter.

Moses Myers.

Stenographer by day, dueling pianist by night,

Hogwarts Choir at the Wizarding World on weekends.

- I hold the singing frog. - Oh, I bet you do.

- Knock, knock. - Morning.

- I don't remember... - Shh.

...Calling a family meeting in chambers.

Babysitter cancelled.

And as you so wisely pointed out,

the FBI is not the friendliest day care.

Neither is the criminal courthouse.

- What about Charles and Roxy? - I tried all the usual suspects.

You Honor, I really need to know if you're attending the Stanford conference...

- Shh. - ...because I need to put it on the calendar.

- Why are we whispering? - Bailey.

- I thought we agreed you weren't going. - I never said I wasn't going.

Lola, there was a typo in the smash and grab...

- search warrant... - Shh.

I need you to re-sign it.

What's going on here? Sherri, please, guard the door.

Sorry, but with the singing and the shushing, I'm just not on my game.

I thought this Stanford thing was settled.

Looks like you two have a lot to talk about.

No you stay, we're not done here.

I just... I'm in a bit of a rush, so...

How long will you be gone for?

- It's only for a couple of hours. - I cannot believe you.

Now, what am I signing here?

I wrote, "626 Hell Street," instead of, "626 Hill Street."

Just... it's a lot of sixes.

Enjoy mommy-daughter work day.

Robin Taylor... Sherri, stop.

Still on for breakfast, Carmichael?

- Shh. - Oh, hi, Robin.

Hi, Lisa. Got to go. Love you, baby.

Thanks, Lola. Bye, Bailey.

Hmm.

Oh, breakfast for three.

- Happy trial day, ladies. - Hey.

Hey, Mr. Callan.

All those weeks of putting heat on our office

to push your case forward finally paid off.

Only if we get a conviction for Eden.

Unfortunately, another very capable attorney will have to pull out the win.

But you're our attorney.

Don't worry, you'll still have a friendly face.

I promise.

Teddy, smash and grab investigation is hitting a crescendo.

I need to bump you up to first chair on the roofie case.

- Walk with me. - Oh, sure. Yeah.

It was a drug charge.

As you know, the defendant was caught drugging the victim's drink.

- He was arrested at the scene. - Yeah, I got all that but that means...

Yeah, I have to talk to them on my own, right?

Uh, yeah, is that going to be a problem?

You have done the impossible and earned these women's trust in the system,

and now you're handing them off to your freshest meat?

Teddy is second chair on the case.

He's an excellent attorney. He can handle it.

Right, I can handle it.

Great, and I'm just a call away.

Just got to serve a search warrant and find a bulletproof vest.

Go, get 'em.

I can do this.

They're just exotic dancers.

You can say, "stripper," Teddy.

It's not a bad word.

Hi.

Who the hell are they?

- FBI. - What the hell is going on here?

You're interfering with a federal investigation.

Get back in your cars and turn around.

We have a search warrant.

What part of, "federal," don't you understand?

All right, stand down.

All right, what the hell happened out there?

They froze us out, sir.

They rolled up on us in three SUVs.

DDA Mark Callan a pleasure.

You brought the big boss for backup.

You know us. Who are you?

Zoya Hameed, assistant United States attorney.

My team of federal agents has been putting together

a multi-state Hobbs Act robbery crew

against the owner of that house for the past year.

Our task force has also been building a case.

Surely, we can pool resources, work together.

Who's the target of your warrant?

Do you really not have a name?

Some resources you're offering us.

Brandon Paige.

That's a freebie.

Even without a name, we were closer to an arrest.

Based on what?

Unlike your office, we only fire when ready.

And while your office waits years to file charges,

Brandon Paige is out on the streets,

committing more crimes and harming more people.

And by the end of it, he will be a long term guest

of the federal bureau of prisons.

Now, for the last time, back off.

Brandon Paige is mine.

Did Lola tell you or did you just overhear us in chambers this morning?

I was just doing my job.

I didn't peg you for the type to take advantage of our friendship, Robin.

Let alone your marriage.

Wow, Sara is still dodging my texts.

How dare she steal your thing.

I am a reformed text dodger, thank you very much.

Also, you're not much better now that you have the PD workload.

So, at least, I own it.

- How are you holding up, by the way? - Fine.

But ask me again after today.

I'm defending a man accused of drugging an exotic dancer.

I'm so over this dude.

Hey, lawyer man.

Apologies for the interruption, my dear.

I require this man's abounding legal wisdom.

- He's all yours. - Thank you.

Ooh.

There is something so corruptible about a woman in a suit, so...

You do not want to finish that thought.

Thank you again for being willing to testify.

Ah, you're the only one that saw the defendant drug Eden's drink.

So without you, we'd have no case.

Sure. I'm just surprised you all are taking this seriously.

Oh, it's very serious.

Can you take us through the events of that night?

I was dancing on the stage,

and Eden was sitting with her regular customer, Franklin.

Franklin's been my regular for about a year.

He's goofy but in a fun way.

I have to keep reminding myself that he,

- you know. - You didn't see him drug your drink?

It's very easy to get distracted when there are boobs on stage.

I... okay.

So it was just you and Franklin watching Adrianna?

Yeah, she saw it happen.

By the time she got off stage, I already drank most of it,

so she took me to the back of the dressing room to take care of me.

And made sure that Franklin stayed distracted

with another girl until the cops came.

I got really lucky.

Was security not around?

Yes and no.

They're always around but they're never really watching.

We look out for each other.

Did you have a...

relationship with Franklin outside the club?

No, no.

He doesn't even know my real name.

Just knows me by my stage name.

- Lilith. - Lilith?

As in the legendary succubus she-demon?

Wait, yes.

Oh, my god, nobody ever gets that.

When I'm giving lap dances,

I like to imagine I'm draining my customers of their souls.

Wow, that's so depraved.

And inspiring.

One time, I made a succubus the big bad of my D&D campaign.

Shut up, I love D&D.

You're kidding.

- Are you on Discord? - But, of course.

I host my own RPG server.

Stud of the tavern.

Oh, Bailey, you're so scrumptious.

I promise, I will find someone to relieve your post by lunch.

It's no trouble, really.

I don't have court till later,

and she seems to be enjoying herself.

Oh, no, let me get that.

Stand down, your Honor.

Bottle washing is well within my capabilities.

Lola, I need to talk to you.

- Sherri, you are really slacking today. - I'm sorry.

Your husband tipped off the feds about my search warrant.

That's six months of work, down the drain.

- They shut it down. - He did what?

- Did you tell him about it? - Of course not.

I can't believe you're even asking me that.

- Wow. - Hey.

I've been helping out the surveillance team

at the Brandon Paige house for months.

Were you eavesdropping on us earlier?

I was in the vicinity of the conversation.

That's not technically eavesdropping.

Robin Taylor.

I didn't mean to hear it.

But I felt duty-bound to report...

- Judge Carmichael needs to be in court. - Are there

any other events in my life you'd like to implode, Robin?

Come on, man, it's not personal.

- Okay, hey. - Judge Carmichael needs to be in court now.

Your catfight can wait.

Yeah.

This conversation is far from over.

Hey. You were right.

My client, Gloria, is no longer in juvie.

She has agreed to testify against Brandon Paige

so the feds are holding her in protective custody.

I had targeted her as my main witness.

You know,

she has a younger sister who was also wrapped up in the Brandon Paige scene.

- Maddy Hernandez. - You think you can convince her to talk to us?

I'm not sure.

Honestly, she's not my client and I'm not her babysitter.

What happened to, "Miss Holistic Law?"

I promised Gloria that I would help keep Maddy safe,

and believe me, I have tried, but this is turning into something

that is way beyond the scope of my practice.

As long as Maddy is roaming the streets,

she's within Brandon Paige's reach.

You can help protect her, she trusts you.

Trust is a big word, okay?

She doesn't even want my help

and I guarantee you, she would choose Brandon Paige over me right now.

- You underestimate the power of the Lopez charm. - Okay.

- We both know flattery is not my strongest motivator. - You're right.

But helping people is.

Maddy needs your help, I need your help.

- This case needs... - Okay, just, please, stop.

You're driving.

Dr. Goodwin, what is your occupation?

I'm a criminologist

employed by the Los Angeles Police Department's technical investigation division.

What do you know about the drug called Ketamine?

Ketamine is an anesthetic drug.

It can have an effect similar to alcohol,

but in larger doses, it can cause a loss of memory,

loss of body control, even a loss of consciousness.

Did any of the samples you tested for this matter show the presence of Ketamine?

Yes, the sample of blood taken from Ms. Porter, "Item 1,"

and the sample of the beverage taken at the scene, "Item 3."

Was the amount present in Ms. Porter's blood of any significance?

Well, it was higher than is typically seen in a recreational user.

How can Ketamine be used non-recreationally?

It can be administered to an individual

through a system that's commonly referred to as, "date rape."

Objection, lack of foundation, outside the witness' expertise.

Overruled.

No further questions.

Mr. Watkins, your witness.

You said that Ketamine can be used recreationally.

That means that people take it on purpose, right?

Well, it can sometimes be considered a party drug.

You mentioned that you detected Ketamine

in the complaining witness' blood sample.

- Can you determine how it got there? - No, I cannot.

You also mentioned that you detected Ketamine in the drink at the scene.

- Can you determine how it got there? - I can't do that either.

And, finally, in the materials collected from Mr. Hastings,

there were no traces of Ketamine detected at all, correct?

That's also correct.

No further questions.

Psst, doughnuts in the judge's lounge, you didn't hear it from me.

Oh, would you sign this document first?

Hmm.

- I thought your parents lived in Marin County. - They do.

What's the Lindon community?

Uh, is there a reason why you're snooping through my personal mail?

I didn't snoop, I glanced.

It's a mobile home community.

But, more importantly,

Moses has been writing across transcripts in gel pens.

Moses?

Yes, Madam Justice?

Is there a reason you've been making comments in the transcripts.

I need an outlet for my opinions.

Does that say, "this is suss"?

It was suss.

And while we're interested in my opinions,

- you should really be giving Bailey... - Oh, mmm-mmm.

I'm going to stop you right there.

Mmm-hmm. Mmm, mmm-hmm.

You know, it's been forever since we've had the chance to actually talk.

- Aren't you getting married? - Allegedly.

Amy's divorce is still processing.

- Have you met the current husband? - Not yet.

- It's really weird, right? - Right?

Yes, it is weird, thank you.

I thought I was just being sensitive.

I mean, if the guy is so important to her and there's no bad blood,

I don't know why she's hiding him from me.

Something I'd look into.

I'm working on it.

How are things between you and Luke?

There are no things, you know, we're just friends.

We're in a really good place right now

and I'm just glad that he's still in my life.

All right.

Maddy, hey.

Who is that?

I got to go.

You can't be here.

Why are you still harassing me?

He could be watching us.

Hey, hey, our agreement was that you were going to stop

hanging out with Brandon Paige.

Not him. Sykes.

- You have to go. - Wait, wait.

Maddy, this is Mark Callan, he's a prosecutor, he might be able to help you.

If you tell him what you know about Brandon Paige,

he will make sure you're protected.

I'm sorry, I can't talk to anybody.

Leave me alone.

One time, I ran out of arrows,

so I beat an Orc to death with my bow.

Once, I had a bard character whose weapon of choice was a lute

with knives sticking out of its neck.

Sounds like you played some pretty killer tune.

Um, hey, Teddy, can I just talk to you for a second?

Sorry. Sorry.

I think you may be getting a little distracted from the task at hand.

Nonsense, Eden's just an incredibly delightful and engaging person.

Who is counting on you to get a conviction

on a crime that thousands of other men have gotten away with.

An assault was prevented, and there's still evidence, that is rare.

I'm aware.

If you win, you can prove that someone doesn't have to get hurt for there to be justice.

I know what I'm doing.

I'm the attorney here.

How did Mr. Hastings approach you the night of the incident?

He told me he'd like to purchase an hour with me in the VIP room

but that he wanted to grab a drink first.

He didn't know that I was recently sober

so I ordered a mocktail, drank most of it.

When I started to feel hazy, I knew that something was wrong.

Has Mr. Hastings ever expressed wanting more than the standard lap dance?

He's asked me to have sex with him more than once.

Even offering payment a few times,

but that's common in the club.

No further questions.

Mr. Watkins, your witness.

Ms. Porter, have you ever used recreational drugs to get through a shift?

Um...

Yes, I have.

In fact, you've been to rehab

for the abuse of recreational drugs, haven't you?

Objection, improper character evidence.

Your Honor, the witness testifying that she's recently sober

opened the door for evidence of her drug history.

He's correct, Mr. Biswas, the door was opened.

Overruled.

Ms. Porter, you may answer the question.

But I was clean at the time that I was drugged.

- How is this relevant? - Ms. Porter, please, answer yes or no.

Yes.

Wasn't Ketamine one of the drugs you were admitted to rehab for?

He's acting like I'm some drugged out stripper.

It was a party phase.

Have you ever blacked out at work

after taking recreational drugs of your own volition?

Objection, your Honor, relevance, prejudicial, argumentative, I can go on.

- Mr. Biswas. - Mr. Watkins is knowingly playing

into tasteless stereotypes of exotic dancers

that in no way describe the remarkable woman that Eden is.

I mean Ms. Porter.

I think this will be a great time

to take our evening recess, ladies and gentlemen.

We will see you back here tomorrow morning.

And, Mr. Biswas,

a word in my chambers, please.

Hey.

- We cannot do this right now. - Relax, I'm just picking up Bailey.

I have an attorney on his way back to my chambers,

so my double-crossing husband better find a way to disappear

- before he gets here. - "Double-crossing?" Really?

Your daughter seems to think so.

I got the kid, you keep telling off your man.

Baby, I was just doing my job.

That's what you call it? Just doing your...

- Oh. - Oh, so cute.

Robin.

We'll finish this discussion at home.

Come in.

Hmm.

Bye, Bailey.

Mr. Biswas, I just wanted to check in with you.

As a former DDA myself, who shares your empathetic nature.

I can understand how defining the boundary

between victim and client can be challenging.

- She thinks you have the hots for the stripper. - Moses!

What? No, of course, not.

What you saw in court was passion not lust.

Mr. Biswas, in the interest of a fair trial, are you able to proceed?

Yes, your Honor, I will one hundred percent monitor myself from here on out.

Glad to hear it.

You may go.

Hey, remind me to make that donation to your daughter's school...

Hey, boss.

I got a grant of immunity for you to sign for Maddy Hernandez.

Why, she agree to testify?

Not yet, she's scared to talk.

An offer for witness protection might convince her.

That's the plan, if the feds don't get to her first.

They already have her sister, Gloria, in protective custody.

Well, then you better be faster.

Right, I just, I'm, I'm...

Adrianna just texted me.

She's out, she was just here this morning, I don't know what happened.

- What? She's our only eye witness. - Exactly. We're doomed.

Hey, busy bees.

- Tonight's the night, right? - Oh, yeah, drink plans.

Yeah.

- You're bailing? - No.

I'm not.

We are just going to kill two birds with one stone.

What...

- Let's go, don't be tardy for the party. - Oh.

They didn't even card baby Biswas.

Pretty sketchy.

- I can't believe I let you convince me to come here. - Oh, we...

All right ladies, listen up.

Consent is the name of the game, so ask before you touch.

And do not sit at the tip rail unless you're sending ones flying.

No less than $10 per dancer according to the stripper forum I studied.

Now, I'm going to go grab a stack.

Oh, there she is.

Hey, Teddy.

Teddy.

I will just go talk to her myself.

- Get... stop. Get off me. - What? Sara.

Sara. God.

Hello, hi.

Adrianna, hey.

What are you doing here?

You can't just show up and drop my real name like that.

What happened?

I mean, you were so committed to putting Franklin away,

and now, you're out, just like that?

I love Eden but I need this job.

Vince fired her this morning.

What?

Wait, who's Vince.

Shh, it's our manager.

He texted all the girls

that if any of us showed up at that courthouse, that we're next.

Turns out, he's the witness for the defense.

He's testifying tomorrow.

What if I helped get you a job at a new club?

Money's good here.

And other clubs are worse, believe it or not.

I'd rather take my chances getting drugged than trafficked.

So if you'll excuse me.

Your word is the only thing to help put Franklin away.

My word don't mean shit to a jury.

Sex workers report crimes all the time that pick up dust.

You know why? Because no one cares about us.

And I was so stupid to think that this time could be different.

Hey, you won't know if it could be different unless you try.

Look, I'm at work.

So if you want to keep talking...

Thank you.

Is that camera recording?

Don't worry, they only capture the register.

Big brother isn't watching what you do with the girls on the floor.

Hello, this young man would love to have

a private dance with this young lady.

This young man is very content to stay where he is.

No, it is your turn to try and convince her.

Go on.

Have fun.

♪ Eh, eh, go on, go on, Teddy ♪

What?

Mmm-hmm.

Emily.

Sherri, can you come in here, please?

- Wh... - To say thank you.

For the many hats I asked you to wear today.

Baby sitter, bouncer, J.A.

Oh, you're going to be late getting home.

We could both use a little cooling off.

Yeah, yeah.

That postcard you got from your parents seemed to ruffle your feathers.

My feathers do not get ruffled, thank you very much.

I could've completely misread the situation.

Specially, considering the postcard didn't have a whole lot to say.

- Your Honor, I really don't want to... - Sherri.

I'm listening.

Yeah. Um.

I don't hear from my parents very often,

so when I do, it usually means something.

And you don't know if that something is good or bad.

Mmm-mmm.

Why don't you call them and find out?

That's complicated.

They're not easy to track down.

But even when I do,

it's near impossible to visit without jumping through a lot of hoops.

I don't want to overstep.

But I need for you to know that my support for you extends beyond these walls.

- Thank you. - If you ever wanna talk,

I'm here to listen.

- Can it please be time. - Oh, it's been time.

Moses.

- Oh. - Mmm-hmm.

- You rang? - I was very impressed

by how you calmed my crying daughter today.

Babies and I share an understanding.

My mom owned a day care growing up.

And I was an au pair in Paris.

Hmm.

I really appreciate you helping out today,

but, unfortunately, this will be your last day as my stenographer.

Hmm.

♪ Team salut ♪

♪ look how she doing that ting, boom, bam ♪

♪ Feeling the drum boom, bam ♪

♪ piercing the tongue boom, bam ♪

♪ shake it like that shake your boom ♪

♪ Shake your boom ♪

♪ shake your boom ♪

♪ move your back and go mama ♪

♪ ra-ta-ta boom, boom, boom ♪

♪ move your back and go mama ♪

♪ ra-ta-ta, ra-ta-ta... ♪

Oh, my god, how is your skin so soft?

Sugar scrub.

Wow.

Whoo!

♪ Ra-ta-ta boom, boom, boom ♪

Yes.

- Amazing! - Whoo-hoo.

- Yeah. - Oh, Emily.

There are cameras in the private VIP rooms.

- Yeah, so? - You didn't disclose them to the police.

What the hell are you talking about?

You were served a subpoena in a case I'm prosecuting

and you only disclosed footage from the registers.

- Get the hell out of my club. - I'm not leaving until you hand over the footage.

The cameras didn't capture the drugging, okay?

So it's none of your damn business.

They're most certainly my business.

I can have the judge issue a body attachment for your arrest,

or you can hand it over right now.

Your choice.

Hey.

I'm so glad everyone was able to accommodate your plans today.

Come on, now.

It would've such a shame

if you would've let insignificant things like

friendship or your marriage or fatherhood

get in the way of your investigations.

You never let those things get in the way of your judgeship.

Excuse me.

I put everything on hold to support your career.

Who's the primary caretaker of our child?

You offered, and if I had known you were going to resent me for it...

I'm carrying everything.

I've been carrying all this.

I asked you take some of it off my shoulders for one day,

so I can do my damn job.

No, not so you could do your job,

so that you can backstab our best friend.

- "Backstab?" - Yeah.

Really? So every time you hit Mark with a "not guilty," verdict, that's a betrayal?

You know that that's different.

How is that different? Mark's not bigger than the law.

Forget the law, what about me?

Did you ever for one second

stop to think about the position that you were putting me in.

I did.

But not as long as it's taking you

to make a decision about going to Andre's conference.

That's what this is about, you did this because you're mad?

- I may have overstepped. - No, you overstepped.

Big time.

And now, I'm stuck in the middle

between two people I love, now how is that fair?

It's not.

But it's done.

What do you want me to do?

I want you to sleep on the couch tonight.

Seriously?

Fine.

Fine.

And if you wake up before me, here's Bailey's morning schedule.

So you know what to do.

Jesus, Teddy, you scared the hell out of me.

Thank god you're here.

- Is everything all right? - I don't know, I need you to see this.

What am I watching here?

I found out they didn't disclose security footage from the private VIP rooms,

so I scrubbed through a few weeks of it off a hunch.

Turn that off.

This wasn't the first time Franklin drugged Eden.

He sexually assaulted her not once, not twice, but three times, at least.

Shit.

I don't know what to do.

What the hell do we do?

The only decent thing we can do.

We tell her.

Oh, my god.

Wait, did you sleep here?

I wish, I couldn't get comfortable.

Yeah, Mark filled me in, it's horrible.

It got worse. The manager, Vince, knew.

Look.

Oh, this is absolutely disgusting.

Look alive, Maddy's willing to talk about Brandon Paige.

She's on her way up now, I need you to take notes.

I can't, not right now.

Look, I know it's tough,

you can afford to give Eden a few more moments of ignorant bliss,

I'm not your secretary.

Do you expect me to put a Senior DDA on this, to take notes?

This is your job, Teddy.

Why don't you let Teddy just sit this one out?

We deal with unspeakable crimes in this office on a daily basis.

We put our emotions aside and do the work.

Build that habit today.

Okay.

Hi.

Brandon would challenge a group of kids to rob a store and they'd swarm it.

I never went with them.

Neither did Brandon.

They'd bring all the stuff back and store it at the attic in his house.

- We have what we need. - Go ahead and arrest them.

Maddy, we know that speaking out against Brandon is scary

but in witness protection, he can't get to you, okay, you'll be safe.

How do you feel?

I'm worried.

I know.

But you did good.

Okay?

Now, listen.

I gave Gloria my word that I would look out for you,

I intend to keep my promise, okay?

You ready to go?

- Yeah. - Let's go.

Teddy, I need you to change the witness name on the warrant

from Gloria to Maddy, okay?

Yeah, of course.

Peace and quiet, who knew it was possible?

- Sherri. - Yes, your Honor.

It's okay to not be okay.

Thank you.

I think something is wrong.

What can I do?

I think I need to go see if my parents are okay.

Because I won't know that they're okay until I do.

But there's so much to do here.

That is for me to worry about.

Family first, always.

Take as much time as you need to handle everything, okay?

Okay.

But that means I need to leave now.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

We found footage of Mr. Hastings

sexually assaulting you in the private VIP rooms.

What does that mean?

How far did he go?

I...

He, uh...

It was digital penetration.

How would I not notice?

It's likely you were drugged during those occasions as well.

What am I supposed to do with that?

You don't have to do anything for now.

My office will pursue more serious charges,

we can get a bigger sentence and sex offender registration,

- in addition to the drug charges, we... - No.

What do you mean?

I don't want to go to another trial.

I don't want to go back on the stand,

have all this information be made public.

We can put this guy away for years.

I just want this all to be over.

I'm not doing it.

Any of it.

Can't shake the feeling that I signed up for this.

You signed up to sell a fantasy.

What he stole from you was not for sale.

I just feel so powerless.

I know there's power in pushing forward with the case.

What if it destroys me?

Well, it's not justice if we lose you in the process.

Protecting yourself is what's most important.

I just don't want to disappoint anyone.

Well, looks like you haven't.

Won't Vince fire you guys for being here?

Fuck Vince.

We are standing with you and whatever you decide to do.

Yeah, girl.

- That's right. - We got you.

I just threw in to the deep end with this case, Teddy,

but you did a great job.

It doesn't feel like it.

Offering a deal seems wrong, when we can peg Franklin for much worse.

When we have a chance to honor the victim's wishes, we do it.

And this is how she wanted to move on.

Good morning, your Honor.

The preliminary hearing in the Brandon Paige case was sent here.

What time would you like to call the case?

Counsellor, I'm impressed by how quickly

you were able to push this case through.

I have trial here until, at least, this afternoon.

Then I'll wait, thank you.

Tell me where the defense witnesses sit.

Figure it out.

I'll take it to my client.

The people have footage of you sexually assaulting Eden.

- Three times. - They're lying.

It's you plain as day.

They're offering a deal.

Prison time with no sex registration.

No deal, we can win them over. Bring on the jury.

If you don't take this deal the prosecution will charge you

with multiple sex crimes,

and you'll almost certainly lose at trial,

and get more time than the offer.

My advice is to take the deal 'cause it's less time than you...

Than you deserve.

Okay.

Yeah, I'll take the deal.

So, oh, come on, we did the best we could.

You have to be okay with that, seriously.

Oh, my god, Sara.

- What? - Can we ask you something?

Hey.

It's done?

It's done.

Thought it would feel better than this.

Yeah, it's only day one.

Give it time.

Thank you for everything.

Why did you want us to meet you outside, anyway?

Figured you earned a show.

Come on, now, you got to be kidding.

Anything you say can and will...

Oh, my god.

Wait.

That's great. Oh, great.

You did this?

I handed LAPD the footage of Vince taking payment from Franklin,

and that threatening text he sent the dancers.

He's being charged with conspiracy to commit sexual battery.

Shedemon327.

- Excuse me? - My Discord user.

Now that the trial is over, we can really be friends.

Ah.

Hey.

I got a lawyer in an organization called Strippers United,

who wants to connect with you.

Wants to help you file and get your job back at the club.

- Let's do it. - Awesome.

Come on.

First, I'm taking us all out to celebrate.

I mean, you guys almost cleaned me out last night.

Yeah.

On the record in People v. Paige, case LS210-C32

is present and represented.

The people are represented.

Counsel, state your case...

Assistant United States Attorney, Zoya Hameed,

on behalf of the United States.

Your Honor, I'm filing with the court, a motion to intervene,

a motion to transfer, and a five-count grand jury indictment

just unsealed from federal district court.

We are asking that this defendant be removed to federal court, pending trial.

- On what grounds? - The DA's office

is ill-equipped to handle this case.

Transferring Brandon Paige into federal custody

will ensure a swifter conviction

which will lead to a much longer sentence.

- What's the people's position? - This is a community issue.

If there's one thing the Los Angeles district attorney's office can handle,

it's gang activity.

Let us take the shot.

I will rule on this matter after a brief recess.

How do you get here so fast?

Got an alert about leftover doughnuts in the judge's lounge.

I've been stuffing my face all morning.

Well, praise god for pastries, because I need the Benner strain of brutal honesty.

My best advice?

Let the feds do their thing.

They can pack a bigger punch with a hefty sentence and no parole.

But the DA's office got there first.

If we're going by the book, state court should get their first chance

at a conviction on a public offense.

The feds can wait their turn.

But you're forgetting about optics.

Ruling in favor of your best friend could appear improper

and, even worse, if he doesn't win.

Do you trust Mark to get a conviction?

You'll make the right decision.

You always do.

Well, most of the time.

The United States motion to intervene and motion to transfer is denied.

Brandon Paige will remain in county custody.

Hi, it's Sherri Kansky, I have more money this time.

Can I please see my mother?

♪ This little light of mine ♪

♪ I'm gonna let it shine, oh ♪

♪ this little light of mine ♪

♪ I'm gonna let it shine ♪

♪ this little light of mine ♪

Our new nanny.

♪ I'm gonna let it shine, oh ♪

Don't worry, he's been vetted.

♪ Let it shine, let it shine let it shine ♪

I will no longer be helping out on the Brandon Paige case.

And I won't be attending the Stanford conference.

Great.

Things can get back to normal.

Once you apologize to Mark, then we can talk

about normal.

Well.

♪ This little light of mine ♪

♪ I'm gonna let it shine, oh ♪

♪ this little light of mine ♪

♪ I'm gonna let it shine, oh ♪

♪ this little light of mine ♪

♪ I'm gonna let it shine, oh ♪

Mark?

♪ ...let it shine, oh ♪

Collier, hey.

- Uh, it's great finally meeting you. - Yeah.

Ames was right, you are a handsome guy.

You look great yourself.

Thanks.

I'm on this new cheap insurance plan, it covers my medication, so...

Never felt better.

- That's news. - It's great news.

We can finally divorced and

you can finally get married.

Give her that fantasy wedding she deserves.

I thought the papers had already been submitted.

No, Amy said she was going to hold off sending them

until the insurance got settled.

- You know how she worries. - Yeah.

I thought you knew.

♪ Oh, this little light of mine ♪

♪ I'm gonna let it shine, oh ♪

♪ this little light of mine ♪

♪ I'm gonna let it shine, oh ♪

♪ this little light of mine ♪

♪ I'm gonna let it shine, oh ♪

♪ let it shine, let it shine let it shine ♪

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