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Previously on “Boston Legal”…

Jerry, you've made rather
a point of saying

that this is the year
that you will make partner.

There are many ways of
getting that job done, Jerry.

Prancing around the office
as little Bo Peep

is not one of the better ones.

Do you know what happens to
lawyers who make partner, Jerry?

They become locked-in… lifers.

I'm not sure
that's something you want.

Take off your pants, Denise.

See, you like to talk.
I don't. I like to do.

Surely you jest.

My God, Denny.
Can you believe it?

Election day
is almost upon us.

–You gonna vote?
–Of course I'm gonna vote. Are you?

Never missed
a presidential election.

And I'm usually right, too.

I've been on the winning side
8 times out of the last 11.

–That's impressive.
–Yeah.

Also an uncanny coincidence,

since 8 out of the last 11
have also gone republican.

Do tell.

So you just always
vote republican?

–I vote my values.
–So this week—

I thought we weren't
gonna go there.

You're right.
You're right.

Who are you voting—
–Alan.

Never mind. I'm not
looking to discuss it.

I just… Who?

McCain.

Seriously?

I'm serious. McCain.

Ah.

–Denny—
–Alan.

You're right.
I'm sorry.

–It's just…
–Come on.

–…what would possibly possess—
–Hey.

I'm sorry. Forget it.

The important thing
is that we both vote.

–That's right.
–To voting.

Hear, hear.

–It's just—
–Okay, that's it.

No, no, no, no, no, no.
All right, how about this?

I give you my word,
I will not speak.

I will not open my mouth
if you'll just give me

two reasons why you're voting
for John McCain—just two.

That's a discussion.

No, it's not.

One person talking
does not a discussion make.

Just two reasons.
I won't talk.

Promise.

Okay.

If McCain wins,
he'll help save the salmon.

–What?
–You're talking.

I…

The wild salmon stocks
in Canada are threatened,

either by climate change,
fish farming, sea lice.

Once the salmon go,
there goes half the ecosystem.

I don't need to tell you.

And, uh, McCain
will save them?

–Not directly…
–Wh—

…but the polls show
that if McCain wins,

it's like a third term
of Bush.

A lot of Americans
will immigrate to Canada,

the smart ones.

The intelligence level
of Canada goes up,

and they'll figure out
how to save the salmon.

And the second reason?

Women…

are easier…

during a republican
administration.

It's a fact.

During democratic regimes,
volunteerism goes up.

And you get a lot of women
running around for this cause or that,

and they start to think that
they have something to say.

Republicans tend
to reinforce the idea

that woman's place
is in the home on her back.

Now I'm not even
taking into account

all the women that'll
be depressed if McCain wins.

Sad girls are easy girls.

I don't need to tell you.

They're vulnerable.

Salmon and women, Alan.

In the end,
it's all about spawning.

Drill, baby, drill.

You vote your values.

Boston Legal 5×07 Mad Cows
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I think when you make
that decision,

it might be well
if you would ask yourself:

are you better off
than you were four years ago?

Is it easier for you to go

and buy things in a store?
–You called?

I did. I have a case I think
you'll enjoy second chairing.

Oh, yes. I so enjoy sitting
in a courtroom all day long

while you go on and on and on—
–Why are you being so nasty to me?

This happens
to be a case you'll enjoy.

In fact, the client
is a cattle rancher.

So far, so good?

Will I be allowed
to touch her?

–The case involves mad cow.
–Does she have it?

No.

'Cause that would give us
a great deal in common.

Denny, slow down.

On her ranch,

they test every cow to screen
for mad cow—every cow.

–And?
–And now the government won't let her.

Why not?

Well, that's the question.

So we're suing the United States
Department of Agriculture.

It's an excellent cause.
–Great.

Hey, Alan. You ready?

Carol,
this is Denny Crane.

He'll be second chairing.

It'll be my mission in life
to get you off.

I'm not charged with anything.

Even so, you're the best client
I ever had.

When shall I have you?
–What is up with this guy?

He likes to make
a good first impression.

Yeah? Well,
he's running out of time.

Let's go.

Oh, my God.

Jerry.

Carl.

What can I do you for,
big guy?

Sorry.

Ever go to the 28th floor?

Not if I can help it.

Do you know what happens
on the 28th floor, Jerry?

I was a tax attorney here
for seven years, Carl.

I'm quite familiar
with what goes on there.

Hmm. Well, the 28th floor is where
the big conference room is, Jerry,

where they assemble all of
the administrative partners.

You know who I mean.

The ones that have
that silly annual meeting

where they decide
who makes partner.

Yes, Carl, I get it.

Okay. Now I've already
recommended you.

Whether that'll be enough—
–Will Shirley recommend me?

She did, but she's
in Colorado at the moment,

so she can't present herself
in person.

Why is she in Colorado?

We have a—
She has a second home there.

She figured since Massachusetts
is in the bag,

that she should
make her vote count.

Colorado is still up for grabs,
so she registered to vote there.

A bit odd, isn't it?

Shouldn't it be about
who gets the most votes,

not which state
the vote comes from?

That would be too easy,
Katie.

Congratulations, Jerry.

–If I make it.
–You'll make it. It's your time.

You?

And what is wrong with me?

Oh, nothing.
You seem perfect,

as delicious and repressed
as ever in your crisply pressed blouse.

Alan.

–Ah.
–Denise.

How's the baby?

She's, um, wonderful.

I see
you got your figure back.

I see you've kept yours.

–Sex later?
–We'll talk.

All rise.

“Docket number 4-7-7-5-6-2—

–“Hober ranch vs.”…
–That was just lawyer banter.

I would never stray on you.

“The United States
department of agriculture.”

Good morning, your honor.

It's us— your favorite
litigants. We're back again.

I'm sure you're not surprised.

No, no, I am not,

especially since, once again,
you're suing the government.

If I had a nickel for every—
–How about this?

We'll write you a check,
you rule in our favor—

It'll be just like old times.

Speaking of old times,
look who's against us.

Denise Bauer—here to
sweep us off our feet.

And check out our client. She
sweeps everybody off their feet.

Everywhere you look,
it's sweeps, sweeps, sweeps.

Do we write that check out
to you personally or—

What is this stupid case
about anyway?

Judge, I'll tell you what it's
about. I run a cattle ranch.

I sell beef. I test my cattle
for mad cow disease.

I test every single animal.

The government's put a stop to it.
–Why?

Why? Because the other
meat packers, the bigger ones—

you know, the ones that have
bought and paid

For the U.S. D.A.—they don't
want to test every cow.

It's too expensive,
but if they don't test,

they're afraid the consumer
won't buy their meat.

I'm sorry, your honor, but if
she's going to testify—

Oh, sweetie, I'm not testifying—

But you are, in the narrative,
so if you'd like to take

that chair up there, that's
fine, but I want my licks.

Take a number.

Hold on! We will conduct
an evidentiary hearing,

and we shall conduct it
forthwith.

2:00, right after lunch.
Mr Shore, you can go first,

and you can put
your expert up here.

Chicka-Chicka-Chicka-Chicka‐
Chicka-Chicka-Choo.

Chicka-Chicka-Chicka-Chicka‐
Chicka-Chicka-Choo.

Chicka-Chicka-Chicka-Chicka‐
Chicka-Chicka-Choo.

Katie. Welcome. Hello.

Hey. That's a bit catchy,
I must say.

It's kind of
a motivational chant,

an “I can do it”
sort of thing.

It's possible
the administrative partners

will call me in
for an interview,

so I want to be ready.

Ah. Jerry,
they've called me.

You? Why?

I can't imagine.

I shouldn't think it's because I'm
being considered for partnership.

I suspect they're asking me to
proffer testimony of sorts on you.

Oh. Well…
What will you say?

Well, only wonderful things
of course.

I'll tell them
you're a very dear man

who pops and purrs
and chicka-chicka-choos

with the best
and the brightest.

Only wonderful things,
I promise.

I've been waiting
for this, Katie.

When I came back
to this firm,

it was mainly for this:

to get something
I was denied the first time,

something
I so rightly deserved,

something I was gypped out of
because…

Listen to me,
I sound like Hillary.

First of all, we have
no real way of knowing

how widespread mad cow disease
is among humans.

The symptoms are similar to
Alzheimer's,

so the diagnosis—
–Objection.

Your honor, the witness
is not competent

to offer a medical opinion.
–It's a lay opinion.

This is common knowledge
that's out there.

We don't know,
so why not be safe?

That's the policy
at my ranch.

We want to test every cow
so we can be safe.

How dare the federal government
say I can't do so?

Ms Hober, I think
the government would argue

that the testing of every cow
isn't necessary since—

So what?

Why should they prohibit
us from doing so

if we're willing to bear
the expense?

It's ludicrous.
–Ms Hober.

Oh, look, even if you think
our testing is overkill,

I repeat, so what?

The U.S.D.A. testing
requirements are pathetic.

Why?

Let me put it this way:
right now,

slaughterhouses can pick
which cow they choose to test.

It's voluntary. So basically,
they can cherry-pick

the ones that look healthy,
which is exactly what they do.

If one looks sick, you think
they're gonna test that one

and risk getting their plant
shut down? It's a joke.

The last study showed that fewer
than one in one million adult cattle

were affected
with mad cow disease—

And that would make you feel better
if you ate the bad burger?

I want to make sure
none of mine are infected.

And by the way,

95% of people are willing
to pay the extra cost for that guarantee.

So why won't the government
let me?

Yes, I believe you've made
that point.

Well, why don't I make
another point, okay?

Maybe meat packers could make
more money if they did test,

because right now,
there are 65 countries

that restrict
imported U.S. meat

Because the testing
is so inadequate.

Ah, so now you want to tell them
how to run their business?

How about they not tell me
how to run mine?

I mean, what is up with
the Department of Agriculture?

Would somebody
please fill me in?

Besides maybe
some giant bribe job?

Oh, all right.

Try to be as unbiased
as possible.

If you speak as a loyal friend,
you'll be less persuasive.

Just stay objective…
–Okay.

–And respectful.
–Unbiased, objective, respectful—got it.

Now we're not so much
interested in old history.

Most of us are fairly caught up
to the point

where he attacked
Shirley Schmidt with a knife.

He's been doing
much better of late.

Yes, and we see that he's had an
excellent track record as a litigator.

Carl Sack and Shirley Schmidt
have spoken highly.

But, Katie… Jerry has
remained fairly segregated

from almost everybody but you.

As you know, part of being
a partner is people skills.

Jerry's are fine.

He may startle people at first
with his various ticks,

but anyone that spends more than
a minute with him knows him to be a man

of exemplary warmth
and intelligence.

–Does he date?
–Is that relevant?

Well, not necessarily,
but we're told

he was with a woman last year
who left him for an iPhone.

That spoke more to
her character flaws than his.

We're told he's had a relationship
with an inanimate doll.

Uh, that was
a prop of sorts,

for him to develop
intimacy skills with women,

which skills have improved.
He no longer sees the doll.

Why is it he walks around with
his hands glued to his thighs?

Jerry has Asperger's syndrome.
His ha—

I'm not quite comfortable with
the tenor of these questions.

If the purpose of this interview
is to characterize Jerry

as some sort of weirdo who—

Katie, it's not that at all.
It's just—

Just what? Jerry has
various quirks and manners.

That makes him a bit different.
He's not odd. He is not weird.

I should think you'd be
privileged to have him.

A partnership is a little different
from employment, Ms Lloyd.

It's not just about
his lawyering skills

or whether he's a warm person.

It's about how well
he fits in with the group.

Will we feel comfortable
with each other?

Will he blend in with others?
Will he—

Is that why I see
no black people here?

That was
an inappropriate remark, Katie.

Well, it's just when I hear,

“Who we'll feel
comfortable with,”

it brings up ugly overtones.

When I look and see an old white
establishment in this room

and hear terms like “fitting in,”
it sounds a bit frightening.

Jerry Espenson could quite
bring something to this table

that might be lacking,
better yet, needed.

I realize I'm British
and might sound like

a bit of a bigot
when I say this,

but why are Americans
so bloody committed to

the past or the present when
everything is falling apart?

You're all making less money,

your reputation and status
continues to plunge

among law schools
both here and abroad,

and yet, you're afraid
of change?

You don't need to get
so upset, Katie.

Maybe I do.

I was recruited to this firm
with various promises

of progressiveness
and tolerance.

It a bit demoralizing to see,
behind all the talk,

the same ol' white boys' club
plans to do business as usual.

I smell discrimination
in the dusty air,

and I'm not just annoyed,
I'm a bit appalled.

Objective and respectful!

Which part
of that little diatribe—

–I'm sorry, but when I hear—
–Apologize to Jerry.

He's the one you screwed,
not me.

What's going on?

What happened?

I got a little cross with
the administrative partners.

It did not go well, Jerry.

Oh.

Am I out?

Uh, they want to meet
with you.

Jerry, it's very important
that you come off

as reasonable, thoughtful,

as opposed to a pit bull
with the lipstick.

Whatever they ask,
simply respect the question,

not to mention
the person asking it.

And then provide a sound,
deliberate answer. Basically,

I'm telling you the same thing
I so wish I had told Katie.

I'm so sorry, Jerry.

I don't think it went
as badly as Carl suggests,

but… I did get cross
with them.

What happened?

Well, the questions implied
that you were…

socially challenged,

and I'm afraid I took offense.

Well, first of all,

testing can't detect
mad cow disease

until shortly before
the cow develops symptoms.

So…

Well, cattle are typically slaughtered
between 18 and 24 months of age,

and that's typically long before
the disease is detectable.

Look, all this talk about
testing, testing, testing—

the reality is, testing
can't make a difference.

So then why bother with testing
at all, Mr Beavis?

Well, I suppose if it's
even possible it could help…

Uh, and let's face it,
the public wants to feel safe.

So if testing gives them some
confidence in the meat industry,

that's a good thing.

Okay, even if it's only possible
that testing could help,

even if it only provides
a-a psychological lift,

what grounds do you have for
stopping my client from testing?

I'll tell you the grounds,
wise guy.

–Wise guy?
–When she advertises

that she tests
every single one of her cows,

but she's the only one
who does so…

Which is the truth.

…she implies that her meat is
safe, and that other meat isn't,

And that is bad
for the industry.

Yeah, but you didn't ban
the advertising, Mr Beavis.

Or is it Butt-Head? You banned
the actual testing itself.

And by the way,
when did it become the goal

of the Department of Agriculture
to protect the meat industry?

I always thought it was to
safeguard the public,

but then again, I'm a wise guy.
–Alan.

This disease kills,
not just the cows, but people.

Have you ever had somebody
you love die of mad cow?

No, and I'll bet
neither have you.

It may very well be
that somebody I love…

There could be
many, many people out there

diagnosed with Alzheimer's
that, in fact, ate bad beef.

Look, if you say that
outside this court,

you're gonna
get your ass sued.

I mean, do you think
you're bigger than Oprah?

If you want to sue me,
go ahead.

It won't be me. It'll be
the American cattle association.

Same thing, though— American cattle,
Department of Agriculture.

–Objection.
–And what's with you?

I never object to you.
In fact, I quite approve—

–Alan.
–Why can't she test her cows?

What's the federal government
trying to hide?

Alan, it's not fair.

Just because you're in front of
a judge who's afraid of you

doesn't give you the right
to exploit the situation.

Who says I'm afraid of him?

Uh, he does. Uh, he used to
say it to me all the time.

If you rant long enough,
judge Brown will cower.

Um, namby-pamby, I believe…

–Oh, judge, I never said—
–…is the word he used.

–How dare you?
–She's making that up.

No, I'm not.

–Yes—
–Silence! We'll see who's afraid.

–It's me. I'm afraid.
–Silence.

You lied.

Did I? Oh, I'm sorry.

Well, that was a sneaky move
by Denise.

Sneaky, unscrupulous,
crafty…

–Worthy of us.
–Exactly.

She's deliberately
trying to fluster me.

–Ask her how Brad is.
–What?

She was never really in love
with Brad. We bo know that.

She got pregnant
with his kid,

so they pretended
to love each other, got married.

Ask her how Brad is.

I'll bet
that puts her on tilt.

Denny, that's genius.

Of course it is. I know
how to make women crazy.

I just can't seem to
make them crazy over me.

No progress with Carol?

Nah, none.

You know, Denny,
you'll never win her heart

by voting for four more years
of George Bush tomorrow.

–Here we go. I'm outta here.
– Denny. Denny.

Just think about that.

You know
what your problem is?

You expect people to
think about things first.

In politics, you go with
your gut, what feels good.

You don't blink, you don't
think, you don't hesitate.

You hesitate, your enemies
think you're weak.

When will you stupid democrats
ever learn?

It's no wonder you never win.

No promises, but I might
be able to get them

to wiggle on the testing ban
if you agree not to advertise.

Now how stupid is that?

One of the reasons
I spend the extra money

is so I can say to the consumer,
”we test every cow.“

Well, I'm sorry,
but that sends the message

that the meat industry
as a whole isn't safe.

It isn't.

–Look—
–No, you look.

If you're so concerned
about the meat industry,

get them to test.

Alan, you mind
controlling your client?

Brad.

What?

How's Brad?

You know
how I love to travel.

I know Brad likes to travel.

I suddenly found myself
fantasizing

about all the places
he gets to go—

Tropical, moist, exotic places
I've always so yearned to visit.

You're disgusting.

But you knew that.

You haven't answered
my question.

–What question?
–How's Brad?

Brad's gone.
We're not together.

Can we move on?

–Hmm.
–I'm sorry,

but what is it with
you demented people?

It's how we practice law.

Look, I am not agreeing
not to advertise.

–Then we don't settle.
–Fine.

You look sad.
Maybe you shouldn't be alone.

Back off, fat boy.

Are you getting a divorce?

Yep.

It didn't work out.

Denise, I'm sorry.

Yeah.

Hello. Welcome.

How are you, Jerry?

Oh, I'm splendid.

A little fraught.

Jerry, let me first say
that we are all agreed here

that we think you've
been doing a splendid job.

That being said, however,

there are some concerns
regarding your social skills.

Yes, I understand. I think
I've made progress in that area.

Thank you. Welcome.

Well, well, well.
What do we have here?

Denny Crane,
glad to see you.

Big firm meeting,
didn't invite me?

Denny, this is
an administrative—

Hey, Paul,
I know what this is.

Let me save you some time.

See this?
This is me, Denny Crane—

founding partner
of Crane, Poole & Schmidt.

Look around the room,
I don't see a Poole.

Don't see a Schmidt.
I see this: Crane.

Bottom line—

this man makes partner,

or I walk and take my name
off the door with me.

Comprende?
Parlez-vous?

Sprechen sie deutsch?

Denny Crane.
Have a good day.

Well…

one might think that
that would carry the day,

but one would be wrong.

Denny doesn't carry

even a plurality
equitable interest.

Come on, Paul.

The name of the firm
is Crane, Poole & Schmidt.

Denny Crane has become
a liability of late, Carl.

He may have just given us the
perfect way to finally unload him.

If Denny goes, I go.

That's very admirable,
Mr Espenson,

But I really don't think you're
well-situated to be issuing ultimatums.

It's not
an ultimatum, it's a fact.

If he walks, I walk.
Alan Shore might, too.

Maybe even Carl. Who knows?
We could do a spin-off.

Don't think we haven't
been approached already.

Hell, it's not like you want
the bunch of us anyway.

The network sure doesn't.
–Jerry.

I apologize.

Hmm, I do retreat into…

well, a wooden cigarette

when I feel insecure,

which I feel a lot, admittedly.

I realize that alone
might disqualify me

as partnership material.

But might I say…

in an arena
where cutthroat is good,

where a “take no prisoners,
eat your young” mentality

so often prevails,

it might be nice for a law firm
to include somebody

who treats others
with selflessness and kindness,

virtues perhaps more noble
than unilateralism

and tough-guy bravado.

Maybe it's time for you
to start looking for somebody

who can embrace values like…

humility, graciousness,

compassion,

All tempered with intelligence.

Maybe the bullying days
are over.

–All set?
–For what?

We gotta go vote, man.
The polls close in a few hours.

They're open till 8:00.

We gotta get back to court soon.
–Let's not wait too long.

Denny, are you really
gonna vote for McCain?

I thought we said we weren't
gonna discuss this.

Well, I want to discuss it,
damn it.

The consequences are too big.
–Bigger than our friendship?

You know what? Yes.

Why are you voting
for John McCain?

And don't tell me
salmon and sex.

I want a real answer.

All right.

Taxes— Obama's gonna raise 'em.

I don't want to—
–No, he won't. That's a blatant lie.

Obama plans to raise taxes
only for the rich,

those earning
over $250,000 a year.

You know
what your problem is?

Yeah, a collapsing economy,
two wars—

No.

Democrats don't know how to win.
Republicans do.

Maybe instead of so smugly
celebrating the fact

that republicans
know how to win,

might you be
the least bit disgusted

at the tactics
they resort to…

–Oh, please.
–The despicable pandering,

like supporting gas tax holidays

or cozying up
to the evangelicals

or the most egregious example

of political pandering
in memory—

John McCain's choice
of running mate?

Well, at least
she's run something.

A town called Wasilla,
which she left in debt—

She had executive experience,
including foreign policy.

Foreign policy? What, she can
see Russia on a clear day?

Can she spell Russia?
–She's just as qualified as…

–Denny…
–…as, uh—

She couldn't name
any newspapers she read

or supreme court decisions—
–Gotcha journalism. It was the network—

Gotcha journalism?
Naming a supreme court case?

Look, this isn't about Palin .

It's about McCain.
–Okay, well, what if he dies?

–Who?
–McCain!

Of the last 19 administrations,
almost half—

Half!— have had situations where
the vice president had to assume

presidential responsibilities
if not complete control.

Reagan had Alzheimer's.
His approval rating went up.

Denny, John McCain is 72.

He'd be the oldest person
ever to assume office.

He's ripe for a heart attack,

Not to mention
he's had melanoma four times.

There's a very real possibility
he could die.

And then what? We'll be left
with Sarah Palin?

Is there anybody anywhere
who's really okay with that?

–Yes, they're called Americans!
–Oh, Denny.

–The joe six-pack, the small—
–Joe six-pack needs somebody

to fix the economy,
not have a beer with!

I don't hear anything
coming from Obama!

You don't hear anything
at all from John McCain.

His own camp says
“don't talk about it.

Instead, we'll just
go negative.” It's despicable.

Obama's gone negative, too…

That bulldog in lipstick
says Obama pals around

with terrorists…
–Oh, and Obama loves to play those ads…

It's beneath gutter politics.
It's shameful.

–…about McCain…
–Smear…

–…and the keating five.
–…cynical, disgusting smear…

And that's the high ground?

And if this represents
the direction he plans

to lead us after eight years
of the Bush administration—

Change, change, change!

Well, McCain's camp just spews
out hate-fled demagoguery—

Yes, we can! Yes, we can!

–Some maverick.
–What—What—What—Oh!

Maverick, maverick, maverick!
Maverick, maverick, maverick!

–Ow! You shot me!
–Damn right, I did.

Denny, that hurt me.
For God sake…

–Oh! You got me in the back!
–Well, that'll teach ya.

–Ow! Ow!
–All even now.

You could've shot my eye out,
you crazy—

Don't ever
raise a gun to me—Oh!

Happy now? Ah! Ah!

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

Politics.

What's going on
with you two?

Nothing.

Nothing.

Hi, guys.

Denny and I are fighting.

Oh, got it.

Denise, listen…

I…

I'm very sorry about being
so flippant about you and Brad.

It's just—it felt like
you were trying to unnerve me,

and… I resorted to
a little gamesmanship myself.

And I've been…
feeling terrible about it.

Well, Alan,
don't beat yourself up about it.

–No—
–I mean, do if it'll compromise your closing.

You know, not to be, uh,
disgustingly opportunistic,

but I always felt
that there was

unfinished business
between the two of us—

uh, actually,
unstarted business,

and, well—
–I would love it.

Would you?

If only I wasn't married.

But you and Brad are split.

Well, I might have fudged
the facts a little there.

Which facts?

Mm, the part about
Brad and I being split.

The truth is,
we've never been happier.

I'm gonna get him
to send you a postcard

From one of his moist,
exotic destinations.

Mm. Time for court, Al.

Jerry.

For what it's worth…

I thought
you did a good job.

Could've done without
the wooden cigarette

or the talk about the spin-off,

but I thought you presented
yourself in good form.

Thank you.

Do we know when they'll make
their decision?

Um…

They have already, actually.

You made partner, Jerry.

Are you… teasing me?

No, I am not teasing you.

It is my privilege— and I do
mean it when I say privilege—

to inform you that an offer
of full partnership

has been extended to you.

Thank you. Thank you.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

Aren't you gonna at least pop…

hop, purr for God sake?

You must have a-a celebratory
tick you've been saving up.

It's not that big a deal,
Katie.

It's good.

It's a nice feather.

But it's… it's really just…

Can anybody explain
the logic behind this?

The federal government—
our government—

is actually
prohibiting a company

from exceeding regulations
to make its products safer.

I'm baffled.

It's one thing to say that our
government can no longer protect us.

We've seen that with the FDA,
which has failed

to regulate drugs
that have, in fact, killed us.

We've seen our government
undercut regulation

by the consumer product
safety commission,

paving the way for
an influx of, uh,

deadly lead-coated imports.

We've seen the S.E.C,

in deference
to free-market capitalists,

go M.I.A. on Wall Street,

essentially leading to
an economic implosion.

And John McCain wants to
deregulate health care, God forbid.

I mean, I-I suppose all of that
can be attributed to

simple greed and incompetence,

but this— this is
a new tactic altogether.

This goes beyond scrapping regulation
in favor of big business interests.

This is our government deliberately
taking steps to actually thwart our safety.

There can be no possible explanation

for banning my client
from testing her cows

other than the most blatant
and malignant one:

that the USDA has been bought off
by the big meat packers,

who don't want to bear the added
expense of doing the same testing.

We've seen big pharmaceutical
buy off the FDA.

We've certainly seen big oil help
craft US energy policy, for God's sake.

The tobacco industry still spends
$20 million a year lobbying Congress.

But even if you're somehow willing

to accept this “money talks”
approach to government,

how can it get to a point where—

she just wants to
make sure her beef is safe.

I mean, whose government is this?

I agree.

Ms Bauer…

this is shocking,

outrageous…

indecent.

I don't know who the department of
agriculture thinks it's working for,

but it is certainly not me
or my grandchildren.

This ridiculous ban is—

is overruled.

My God!

We're adjourned.

Yes.

I don't know about you,

but I like to cap off my victories
with a simple toast and a poke.

How about you?

Mr Shore, thank you.

And may I say before I leave,
my gratitude notwithstanding,

you two are the weirdest lawyers
I've ever met.

You in particular
should be institutionalized.

Thank you.

Is that yes on the poke?

Denny, I'm sorry about our fight.

It was my fault. I broke our agreement
and got too emotional.

No, no. I'm sorry, too.

For God's sake!

–It was Valerie's doing.
–Jeez, Denny!

Hi, guys.

–Hey.
–Congratulations.

I'm actually happy you won.

I mean, off the record.

–Are you?
–Yeah.

It was fun seeing the both of you again.

And, Alan, Brad and I would love to have
you to the house sometime for dinner.

You're an evil little vixen.

Come on, Alan. Let's go vote.

–You just behave yourself.
–That's Valerie's doing.

Alan Shore.

You hear?

Jerry made partner.

I did.

I also understand
you went to bat for him.

Well, I kinda like the guy,
nut job that he is.

Denny, can you believe…

we could've seriously
hurt ourselves yesterday,

shooting each other
in the face with those things.

–We were really mad.
–Yeah, we were.

I-I-I got the, uh, the mad cow.

What's your excuse?

I don't know.

I've always been such a proponent
of people being able to…

discuss politics
without getting too…

emotional.

There I was, going off like…

It's good that you're passionate.

So we're not gonna…

talk about it?

What?

Who we voted for.

I know who you voted for.

And you?

Finish your drink.

I've already crossed
my aisle today.

What do you mean?

Denny— did you?

I'll never admit it in public.

What made you
change your mind?

Not you.

Ah, truth is, I didn't
know the right choice, but…

these last 8 years…

let's just say,

I knew the wrong one.

I think I love you.

You've always loved me.

I love you more now.

Tomorrow we'll actually wake up
with a…

new president elect.

And possibly…

a new America.

Bigger wow.