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The trial starts tomorrow.

I can bring you up to speed on it.
The facts are straightforward.

And why can't Tara do it?

Well, Tara's a junior associate.

This trial's going to be in the news.
It's hardly the kind of case that...

Brad, it isn't the case so much
as it is the client, right?

And it isn't who she is
so much as what she is, right?

What is she, Brad?

Can't you even say the word?

I can say it.

Well, what is she, Brad?

She's a...

Homosexual.

And what's the word
for a female homosexual?

-Lesbian.
-I couldn't really hear that.

She's a lesbian!

You don't want to do the case
because your client's a lesbian.

Lori, this is a high-profile case.

I have worked my entire life
to associate with decency

and what is good for America.

And lesbians are bad for America.

They have bad values.

Reflects poorly on all of us.

As a nation.

Now, would you like
to tell me the real reason?

What do you mean?

I know for a fact
you've represented gay clients before.

Not on television, not in the news.

Brad, we're friends. Level with me.

What is it about this particular lesbian?

I'm attracted to her.

Why does Shirley get
to skip the staff meetings?

She's got a trial in New York
later this week,

so she has a busy day.

Well, some of us have trials today,

so if you don't mind, I'd like to cut out.

What's your case about, Brad?

What is it about?

It involves interference
with contractual relations.

You mean...

lesbians?

Where are you?

Today they're calling Tracey to testify
that her ex-lover was--

Lesbian ex-lover.

To testify that Tracey
was scamming her for money.

Tracey was, in fact,
not an actual bona fide...

Lesbian?

-You like saying it.
-I do.

-Say it again.
-Lesbian.

-Keep going.
-Lesbian, lesbian...

Lesbian.

All together now.

Lesbian.

I also like to watch.

-How many people--
-All right, that's enough.

This is a staff meeting.

I'll ask you all to conduct yourselves
appropriately and professionally.

Cookies, everyone.

Nourishment is most important
in the morning.

Who is this woman?

Take two, Tara. You're a rail.

Who is this woman?

The ones on the left have a little bran

to help our older lawyers
with their routine.

Who is this woman?

I'm Catherine Piper.
I'm Alan's new assistant.

My, don't you have an interesting face.

We are in the middle of a staff meeting.

No need to be snippy, dear,

especially since I come bearing treats.

You never get a second chance
to make a first impression.

You certainly make one

with all that bleach.

Ma'am, you will have to leave.

I'm beginning to not like you.

Well, if you'll excuse me,
I have a trial myself.

-You have a trial?
-Ah, yes, tomorrow morning.

I've got to go meet with my client.

-What kind of trial?
-Criminal.

It's a doctor who, who did...

Something against the law.

Who else is with you on this trial?

Nobody. I decided to fly solo.

Think about that.

Tell Shirley.

Denny Crane...

without a co-pilot.

Dear God in heaven.

-Shirley.
-Alan.

You're in the men's room again.

-I need a favor.
-Certainly. My stall or yours?

Driving into work this morning,
I heard of a trial involving

this new wonder diet drug.

The drug, and accordingly the trial,

are making the news,

and then I heard something
very disturbing.

The name of the lawyer
handling the defense.

Denny Crane.

Nobody wants this firm held
up to ridicule.

Nobody wants Denny exposed.

I've been in court with Denny.

He knows what he's doing
at least 50 percent of the time.

I like him, you like him.

I have to be in New York.

If she tries to pee standing up,
come and get me.

Lock and load.

Tracey, we can still make this go away.

How many times must you both say that?

Until you consider it.

Are you sure you want your personal life
probed with details at 11:00?

I didn't steal from her,
and I won't offer her anything to settle.

I'd appreciate you being on my side.

Hey, we're on your side.

-All right.

We met at an AIDS fundraiser
about two years ago.

We were both publicists,
so we had a lot in common.

And at some point, Ms. Rogers,
you and the defendant became lovers?

Yes. She moved into my home.

Ultimately, we became business partners

and formed Rogers and Green,

which became one
of the top PR firms in Boston.

And what happened?

Well, quite simply,
after she gained access

to my files and my clients,
she stole them.

-Objection.
-Sustained.

I since learned
that she's not even gay,

that she basically pretended to be

so that she could gain access
to my client roster.

Now, Ms. Rogers, when you allege

that the defendant pretended to be gay--

She had boyfriends
before me and one after.

Perhaps that makes her bisexual.

It doesn't make any difference,
because I specifically asked her that

at the beginning of our relationship.

-Whether she was bisexual.
-Yes.

I'd been hurt before by heterosexual women

experimenting, and I didn't want
to go down that road again.

She told me she was gay.

That was a lie,
one that cost me valuable clients.

Let me understand this.

The basis of your claim is that my client
faked her sexual orientation

for the sole purpose of getting you
to fall in love with her

so she could move into your home
and business and steal your clients.

Yes.

When, in fact,
it wasn't only your business.

You built it up together
over the two years.

I founded the company,
and most of the clients

that she left with were mine.

Now, Ms. Rogers, as business partners,

as a couple, you two were quite prominent.

Isn't that right?

Your photos were constantly
in the Globe or Boston magazine,

being called the new it girls.

You two got more publicity
than your clients.

It worked to the clients' benefit as well,
so I don't see your point.

Well, my point is that you two got a lot
of publicity together as a couple.

Business just went through the roof.

Even if you were defrauded

it wasn't exactly
to your financial detriment.

It was certainly to my detriment
when she left.

Well, but even so,
you make more money now

than you did before even meeting Tracey,

so how could you have been hurt?

How have I been hurt?

She caused me to fall in love with her.
That--

That's what this is really about,

isn't it, Ms. Rogers?

This isn't a business dispute.
This is a domestic one.

-Did she break your heart?
-Objection.

I'll allow it.

Did she break your heart?

Yes.

You were in love with her.

Now, Ms. Rogers...

During the two years that you were
together with my client,

do you feel that she was in love with you?

Yes.

Obviously, should I get
a criminal conviction,

that will only make it easier for the AMA

to take away my medical license.

Well, you're going to
lose your license, Bob,

-so I wouldn't worry about it.
-Why?

There are many doctors out there

prescribing medication
the FDA hasn't approved for--

Can I stop you?

Don't be self-righteous. It's annoying.

Sorry I'm late.

What are you doing here?

You asked me to second chair, Denny.
Remember?

-Alan Shore.
-Bob McLean.

Alan.

I never asked you to second chair.

Sure you did, Denny.
You said you were trying the case--

Solo.

I said solo.

Well, I thought you asked for backup,

so I guess one of us is losing our mind.

What do you mean by that?

Denny, I'm here.

As you know,
I'm starved for criminal work.

I want to do this alone.

Is this about proving something?

You said tell Shirley.

Is this about proving to Shirley Schmidt
you haven't slipped?

Excuse me. I'm in a meeting.

Denny, I don't have time
to say this nicely,

so I'm just going to say it
with all the rough edges.

This is a criminal proceeding.

That man's liberty could be at stake.

I'm jumping in second chair
to cover his ass,

and, yes, possibly yours as well.

Could it be possible she's doing this
for the publicity?

Suing me?

Well, call me a cynic, but for two years,
you're the it girls.

You're Boston's top publicists.

Business starts to wane, you leave,

she's suddenly not the flavor
of the month.

She sues you, presto, hot copy
is the split girls all over again.

For the cost of attorney and filing fee,
she's featured on every newscast.

As much as she loves the limelight,
Stephanie's honorable.

I wonder.

Is there a reason you keep
looking at me like that?

Like what?

I make you nervous.

You need to get over that.

So how many men have you been with?

Why are you asking?

I asked her because she's going
to be asked on the stand

why she has such a hard time
giving me a straight answer.

However...

It's because?

I have doubts that she really is one.

A homosexual?

Yes.

And are these doubts based
on the plaintiff's evidence

or your own scientific compass?

Is she attracted to you, Brad?

She might be.

What?

Why is it men--

I mean, is it the idea of losing one
to the other side,

or is it since you have feelings for her,

you're anxious to believe it's mutual?

You see, you sucker me with this
buddy talk, get me to reveal my feelings,

and when I do, you punish me with them.

I thought you were attracted to me.

-You don't want to go there.
-Even so, to be forgotten so easily,

and for a homosexual--

Is there something taped to my forehead
that says "mock me"?

Isn't coffee a lovely drug?

I love brain stimulants, don't you?

Uh, Catherine Piper.

Brad Chase.

Brad Chase. You're defending the lesbian.

Hi. I'm Lori Colson.
We haven't officially met.

Hello, dear. Catherine Piper.

For the future, I don't really appreciate
comments about my hair.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I was just trying to make conversation,

and I assumed you wouldn't want me
to go anywhere near your eyebrows.

I tried diets, all of them.

I exercised.

I'd gone on fen-phen years ago,

and that helped a little,

but mainly, I just kept getting bigger.

And at some point

the defendant mentioned a new drug.

Yes.
I forgot how he said he had access to it,

but basically,
he said he had this new drug,

not on the market yet called Rimonabant,

and studies showed
how it could help people lose weight.

Desperate as I was, I just said yes.

He sold you this drug
in his office?

Yes, and he told me not to tell anyone...

because he said it was illegal
for him to be giving it to me.

Thank you, Mr. Harrison.

I can't help but notice you're really fat.

Yes.

-You been fatter?
-Much.

-Drug worked.
-Huge.

I mean, I lost weight,
my cholesterol went down,

-my HDL actually went up.
-Hmm.

I mean, it was a godsend.

Of course, till the...

You know, police cut off my supplier.

Objection to the word "supplier,"
Your Honor.

It makes my client sound
like a drug dealer.

He is a drug dealer. He sold him drugs.

Yes, but there's a bias
that goes to the word "dealer."

He simply prescribed him
medicine to help him live.

He's right.

This man almost died.

-Didn't he?
-Didn't you?

I had high blood pressure,
high cholesterol, diabetes.

I mean, I was at serious risk

for a major heart attack or a stroke.

Probably still am.

Since you stopped taking the drug.

I'm having problems again.

Did my client tell you that this drug
is unapproved by the FDA?

Yes.

Did he tell you that,
there could be side effects?

-Yes.
-You were fully informed?

-I was.
-You consented?

-I did.
-Take it again?

-Absolutely.
-Like the doctor?

-Love him.
-How's your memory?

-My memory's fine.
-What's my name?

-Denny Crane.
-Like you mean it.

-Denny Crane.
-What's my name?

Denny Crane!

No further questions.

Stephanie Rogers
is essentially accusing Ms. Green

of being a heterosexual
in sheep's clothing.

If successful,
the plaintiff could potentially receive

a judgment in excess of seven figures,
which is why perhaps...

Wait, she wasn't finished.

Doesn't matter how
it's playing out in public, Tracey.

What matters are the 12 people
in that box.

And?

I can't tell.

Well, you've dated more men than women,

so that puts you
on the heterosexual side of the fence.

You certainly could have
been confused, as they said,

but the problem is

you're coming off as anything
but indecisive.

You seem like a woman who knows
exactly what you want.

What is that supposed to mean?

Nothing.

You actually think
that I'm attracted to you.

I just believe you should be straight
with people.

You know what I mean. I...

I smell some deceit here.

I'm gay, Brad.

Do you want me to take a lie detector?

People lament
the cost of health care.

They cry over soaring litigation costs

and scream about the eroding integrity
of our medical profession.

The conduct of this doctor
and others like him are to blame.

Oh, lighten up, man.

Mr. Crane, you'll get your turn.

We have rules.

One is we do not go prescribing
experimental drugs

that the FDA hasn't approved for market.

Even if the patient consents?

The patient will always follow the lead
of his doctor.

For God's sake,
look what people buy off infomercials.

They'll try anything.

Hair potions, pills that make you
lose weight while you sleep.

Desperate people will try anything,

and when you have a licensed doctor
saying "Here, take this," they will.

This isn't a potion. This drug works.

In preliminary studies, but there's much,
much more testing to be done.

How long does it take
the FDA to approve a drug?

It isn't quick, but--

How long?

Nine years.

My client's patient
would be dead by then.

But, hey, you've got your rules.

-Objection.
-Oh, be quiet.

Your Honor, he can't tell me to be quiet.

Let him have his turn, Mr. Zale.

You say

that doctors shouldn't prescribe
non-FDA-approved drugs as a rule.

Yes.

Doctors don't prescribe medications

for things that the FDA
hasn't approved them for.

Off-label prescriptions happen, but--

Doctor, have you ever prescribed a drug

that wasn't approved for the particular
condition you were treating?

Yes, but--

And, doctor, if you were overweight

and at risk for an imminent stroke
or heart attack,

is it your testimony that you would never
consider taking Rimonabant?

For myself, I might, but--

But you wouldn't give your patient
the same opportunity...

because you have rules.

You're going to be the first lawyer
sued by his client for sexual harassment.

I'm a good lawyer
because I got a nose for the truth, Lori.

You're attracted to her, Brad.
It's clouding your nose.

Are you falling in love with this woman?

What? Please.

-Are you?
-Of course not.

I put a tail on her.

I beg your pardon?

I hired a PI just to follow her around,
see who she sees.

What she sees.

You're trying to out her
as a heterosexual.

I don't like surprises in court.

Okay, first, you could lose
your bar ticket for putting a PI--

-Why? It's not that big of a deal.
-Brad, she's your client.

Second, let the jury decide
whether or not she's being truthful.

You just be her lawyer and only--
And third...

Stop hitting on her.

Hey, Brad.

All together now.

Lesbian.

Boys...

How's our trial going?

You think I'm just gonna wither up
and die in there, don't you?

All these references
to our sex life, Denny.

Tell her how I'm doing, Alan.

Please, since he can't recall.

He's been amazing.
I'd say we have a better-than-even chance.

Ah.

-Hello.
-Hello.

Is there a reason
you're snuggled up to me?

Well, yes.

I understand you're the boss, dear.

I'm sucking up.

By standing next to me?

Yes.

With me by your side, dear,
you almost look young.

I have no idea who you are,
but I like you.

Is he really doing okay?

The firm is safe from ridicule.

What did she want?

Make sure I'm competent?

Something like that.

You were more than competent today, Denny.
You were good, very good.

I know.

We must be doing
our crosswords these days.

Did she ask you to backstop me?

It was my idea.

Damn liar.

I like doing cases with you, Denny.

Can't you just accept that? It's fun.

Fun, fine. I'll go with that, then.

You have seemed especially acute.

Are we taking something?

I just rubbed on a little clear cream.

It was just for muscle cramps.

Denny?

Are you taking something?

What I am taking...

is good care of myself.

The old Denny Crane is coming back.

Our business had reached
sort of a plateau,

and I felt I could do better solo.

And truthfully,
I thought that she might, too.

Now, before leaving,
did you tell your clients?

Absolutely not.

I left, I contacted them,
they decided to come with me,

in that order.

Now, Tracey, we've heard the accusation

that you pretended to love Stephanie
for business reasons.

It's absolutely false.

I...

I fell in love with her.

I mean, the idea that I could feign love
for two-plus years just...

You know how much I loved you, Stephanie.

Ms. Green, please do not address anyone
but me or your counsel.

I never lied to her
about my sexual orientation,

and I'm offended by that.

How many women had you been with
prior to your relationship with my client?

Objection.

Overruled.

However salacious, it's in issue.

-How many women?
-One.

One. And prior to your
relationship with my client,

how many men had you had
sexual relationships with?

-Several.
-Several. More than five?

-Yes.
-More than ten?

I wanted to lead
a heterosexual life.

Eventually, I realized that--

My client asked you if you were bisexual.

You answered no.

Because I'm not.

I may have been with men in the past,

but ultimately,
I realized I preferred women.

How many relationships
have you had since Stephanie?

One.

With a man or a woman?

Look, the breakup with Stephanie
was extremely painful--

Your subsequent relationship
was with a man or a woman?

A man.

A man.

Now, you spoke earlier about
the exact order of how things went down.

Rewinding a little further back,

you met Stephanie, became her lover,

eventually became her business partner,

left with clients and files,

began having an affair with a man.

Did I get the order right?

I just got destroyed.

Didn't I?

You didn't get destroyed.

It was a tough cross,
but I thought you held up.

Really?

Really.

You know...

To think that I'm straight

is to believe
that I'm a profoundly dishonest person.

And I'm not dishonest, Brad.

-Okay.
-You know, I--

I can take you doubting
my sexual orientation,

but my character, I...

I don't doubt you.

She's trying to admit something.

What, that she's not gay?

I don't know. Maybe.

You're making a fool of yourself, Brad.

I know when I'm being deceived, Tara.

The deception is self-inflicted.

You're infatuated with her,

and you want to believe it's reciprocal.

She's probably more interested
in me than you.

You're making a fool of yourself.

I considered it life or death.

He was at risk
of cardiac arrest, diabetes--

And this drug was your only resort?

It was my last resort.

Believe me, I am not in the habit

of prescribing non-approved drugs,
but this--

Doctor, would you tell the jury,

and me, too, for that matter,
'cause I've forgotten,

how Rimonabant works.

It suppresses a protein in the brain
that makes you want to eat.

In fact, this drug blocks
nearly all cravings.

It can be used to help people
quit smoking, drinking.

Which is why it's been called
the wonder drug.

So you just figured what the hell,
why wait for proof?

My patient couldn't wait, Mr. Zale.

He was looking
at an imminent physical demise.

In medical terms, we call it death.

Any published studies
on this drug

to justify this wonder status you give it?

-Not yet.
-Has this drug been approved for sale?

Not yet.

How'd you get your hands
on this drug, doctor?

I had a connection at one of the clinics
where it's being tested.

I won't reveal more than that.

You're a licensed doctor

prescribing a drug not approved by the FDA

to desperate patients.

With a full warning.

How can you warn about a drug side effect
you don't know about?

The warning
that I gave Mr. Harrison was exactly that.

This drug may have side effects
we don't know about.

-Possible fatal side effects.
-There's no evidence of that.

So you decided--

Balancing the benefits
against the known risk

of a coronary if he doesn't take it,

I favor taking the medication.

-This is an experimental drug.
-Which I have no financial interest in.

-Which you bootlegged.
-My only concern was a patient's health.

So doctors should feel free

to ignore the FDA whenever they choose.

-I never said that.
-So you should feel free

-whenever you choose.
-Sometimes desperate circumstances

require desperate measures.

And desperate people will do anything,
won't they?

Denny.

You're checking on me in here, too?

Think I forgot how to piss?

I beg your pardon?

I'm tired of being followed
around like some patient.

I change my underwear every day.
I know how to practice law.

And if you're the one who assigned
Alan Shore

to backstop me, then you better stop--

-You listen!
-I'm still talking.

Now I'm talking!

You arrogant old fart,

you have a client facing prison time.

You have no right to exalt your ego.

-Don't you talk to me in that--
-Shut up!

I am sick of you feeling sorry
for yourself and only yourself.

It was selfish of you to try
this case solo.

Do not start a war with me here.

You may not win it.

That's why you brought Shirley back.

To build an alliance!

Guess you're the one
who forgot how to piss.

Does it smell right to you?

She had a history of men before my client.

She never hinted to her best friends
that she was anything but heterosexual.

She had an affair with a man
after she left my client.

Her only fling with homosexuality

just happened to coincide

with the biggest financial windfall
of her life.

Suddenly being gay got her money,

got her profiled about town,

in magazines, on TV, as an it girl.

Newfound fame, newfound money,

newfound sexual orientation.

Does it smell right to you?

In order to make
a cause of action for fraud,

one must prove that he or she
relied on the fraud

to his or her own detriment.

Now, after partnering with my client,

Ms. Rogers' financial
and professional fortunes soared.

She benefited.

In fact, one might even say,

considering the media coverage
of this lawsuit,

that she's actually
benefiting from the breakup,

because as any PR professional knows,
there's no such thing as bad publicity.

But if you're determined
to get hung up on the issue

is Tracey Green gay or not,
did she really love Stephanie or not,

consider Stephanie's own testimony.

When I asked her during the relationship

as she was living it,

did she feel that Tracey loved her?

And she answered yes.

But now in the wake of hurt
and heartbreak,

she offers a different answer.

Which version do you find more reliable?

Anything?

No, they're still deliberating.

-What's this?
-I haven't the slightest idea.

Your secretary said you'd want it
sooner rather than later.

What is it?

It's nothing. It's just another case
I'm working on.

Do I have to convince you of the danger

of prescribing non-approved drugs?

Defrauding overweight people

with diet gimmicks
is a billion-dollar industry,

and now we're going to let doctors
get in on the racket,

and say it's okay

to sell black-market pills
under the table?

It's precisely because physicians
have such an influence

over their patients that we demand

that drugs be approved by the FDA.

But this doctor decided

he shouldn't be held to that.

This doctor figured he's above the law.

This doctor is the equivalent
of a drug dealer

selling cocaine in an alleyway,

and he should be punished accordingly.

-I thought I was closing.
-I'm first chair.

-You got to ask all the questions.
-Objection.

Your Honor, these two have tried
to trivialize the severity of this case

with their Abbott and Costello routine...

...but it's an insult to this court.

Your Honor, it's only fair
I get to do something here.

Mr. Shore,
the court is anything but amused.

-I'm not--
-No, I, I got it.

We'll split it.

You go first.

Fine.

Okay, first, this big deal
about FDA approval.

Doctors prescribe medications every day

for uses the FDA never considered.

Aspirin, for years, has been used

to prevent and treat heart attacks.

Did the FDA ever test for that? No.

It was sanctioned
only as a pain reliever until recently.

Beta-blockers are prescribed for migraines

with no FDA approval.

We take anticonvulsants
for pain, for bipolar disorders.

Antidepressants for insomnia,

steroids for cancer.

People in this country
are getting prescriptions

by the thousands every day
from their doctors

for treatments the FDA
has never signed off on.

And what about the FDA?

David Graham,
a drug reviewer with the agency,

just testified before Congress
that the FDA is, I quote,

"virtually incapable of protecting America
from unsafe drugs."

The FDA is broken, folks.

Raise your hand if you agree,
except those of you on vioxin.

Objection.

The FDA's own point man said to congress

that we are currently facing

the single greatest
drug safety catastrophe

in the history of the world.

So who, then,
is there to protect the patient?

Who is there to protect Mr. Harrison?

His doctor.

My client had a medication

that could save his patient's life.

He wasn't going to wait nine years

for approval from a broken,
ineffective agency.

This is life or death, for God's sake.

Life or death.

I'm at risk for Alzheimer's.

I've got some sort of plaque going on
inside my brain.

My memory...

I might have met some of you before.
I wouldn't know.

What you wouldn't know is what it
feels like to be...

losing it, to be...

Feel...

to be slipping.

There's a prescription drug...

Dextroamphetamine.

It's very big on the black market.

It's, um, used by college kids
to bone up for exams.

I've been taking it.

I don't know how it works,

but you get your memory back.

It reintroduces you to your vocabulary,

helps with mental arithmetic,
facial recognition,

overall productivity.

Basically...

You get your brain back.

And no FDA or any other agency
is going to tell me

I don't have the right

to get back my brain.

No government or, or court

is going to tell me...

order me

to continue losing my mind.

I agree with the prosecutor.

His claim that desperate people

will try desperate measures...

So what?

Members of the jury,
have you reached a verdict?

Yes, we have, Your Honor.

We have, Your Honor.

What say you?

"In the matter of Rogers vs. Green..."

"In the matter of the Commonwealth of
Massachusetts vs. Dr. Robert McLean..."

"We the jury find in favor...

of the defendant."

"We find the defendant Dr. Robert McLean

not guilty."

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury...

...I want to thank you for your service.

At this time, you are dismissed.

Court adjourned.

So did she say anything after?

She just shot me a look
when she was leaving the courthouse.

She'll get over it.

Yeah, I bet she will.

Who knows? Maybe we'll even
get back together one day.

Wouldn't be surprised.

So why did you
want to have dinner, Brad?

To celebrate the victory or, uh,

take one last shot at conversion?

I wanted to have dinner to apologize.

I did a really...

terrible thing.

I hired a private investigator
to follow you.

I wanted to satisfy myself
that you were really gay.

And I'm quite satisfied now.

You went to see Stephanie

around midnight last night.

Why would you do that?

Well, I had it half right. Didn't I?

You know,
thinking Stephanie sued you for...

the publicity.

You were both in on it.

It girls or split girls...

However you make the news,
you two are a really good team.

'Cause I knew I was being deceived.
I just...

wasn't sure how.

I didn't plan for you to fall for me.

Well, don't flatter yourself.

I think that I should leave.

No, no, you don't have to.

We won the case.
Come on, this is a celebration.

I'm, um...

I'm going to leave.

Thank you,

Brad.

Um...

And again...

I'm sorry if...

Well...

Thank you.

That drug you're taking is an amphetamine

with a dangerously high potential
for abuse and addiction.

The shrinks are doling it out like candy.

Might make you feel more acute.

You'll no doubt work like a demon.

But certain pleasures will be gone.

Like?

Perhaps fishing.

Perhaps sitting in a chair,
enjoying a football game.

Standing on a balcony...

appreciating the quiet joy
of a friendship.

There's more to life
than recognizing faces, Denny.

You prefer me in my fog?

I prefer you.

Your perspective and your humor,

the acceptance and humility which...

perhaps can only come with age.

I prefer you.

I've stopped taking the drug.

I kind of like my fog, too.

There's a certain license
that goes with it.

Plus, and I've said this before,
and I'll say it again.

The answers in life,

you don't find them here.

First, you look to god...

And then...

-Fox news.
-Damn right.

You Democrats.

You Republicans.

Shirley know I won?

-Told her myself.
-What'd she say?

She'd like to have your children.

Damn right.

Next on Boston Legal...

Oh, I see there's two of us.

-Here's a health tip. Walk away.
-Why would I do that?

Well, Denny, I admit I had my doubts,
but you won this case. Thank you.

Does this mean we're having sex tonight?

Allow me the dream a little longer.

If you cannot afford an attorney,
one will be appointed to you.

Not to worry, dear.

I'll cancel the rest of your day.