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So, Mr. Edwards, Coach Tom,

did you dope
your client, Nicole Smith, with

performance -enhancing
drugs, PEDs, as they're

commonly known, without
her knowledge or consent?

Absolutely not.

Would you tell us about your relationship
with the plaintiff?

Nicole is a super kid.

She's determined, fearless.

The next Serena Williams,
she qualified for the U.S. Open.

But now that she's tested positive for
PEDs?

Her endorsements and the opportunities are
gone.

For the both of you, I'd assume.

My reputation is shot.

My clients have all left.

I coach kids.

And I love them like they're my own.

The idea that I
would... It's okay.

Take your time.

That I would jeopardize her health and her
career.

It goes beyond sports for me.

I would never harm anyone.

No further questions, Your Honor.

Counsel, your witness.

Yes, Your Honor.

Coach Tom, is it true
you yourself were accused

of doping when you competed
in Germany as a minor?

Objection.

To what?
The truth?

Coach Edwards here is portraying himself
as a pillar of the community.

And I think the pillar should be allowed
to answer.

Your Honor, there is no foundation.

And this is beyond inflammatory.

Approach.

We have a source in Germany who can
provide a blood report.

This is the first the defense is hearing
about this.

And there is no record to authenticate.

It's being mailed as we speak.

We will reconvene in 72 hours.

Court adjourned.

You didn't have to jump in back there.

I was perfectly capable of handling
myself.

I know you are a citizen, but you froze at
a crucial moment.

So I jumped in.

That is why I'm here.

Actually, you're here
because my client's insurance

company demanded a senior
attorney for Beverly and France.

That is you.

Susan, this is a big case.

Yeah, a civil suit where
an innocent man could

lose his career, his
house, and his reputation.

I know.

I know how to handle big cases,
Margaret.

Just like Ray McIntosh.

A huge client that I signed all by myself.

You had help with that.

Yeah, of course, Todd.

And me.

That gift basket idea was mine.

You wouldn't have signed that client
without my help.

The firm needed to sign Rory McIntosh.

Susan, what happened?

I thought you said they would never find
out about Germany.

You knew about this?

Yeah, I told her after your investigator
dug it up.

This is really bad, isn't it?

Mr. Edward, I understand your concern.

If I can't coach, I'll have nothing.

Tennis is my whole world.

Tom, you hired us to win
this case for you, and that's

exactly what we're going
to do, despite any setbacks.

I know you're worried, but please,
let us handle this.

Trust us.

You knew.

Just calm down.

Don't, don't.
- Okay, okay.

That's enough.

Let's get back to the office and see if we
can unexplode this bomb.

So, I will see you later tonight at the
restaurant where I made reservations.

Oh, I like my name with a little sway.

Was it too much?

I can tone it down.

We don't have to go out.

You are adorable.

You are adorable.

Adorably lame.

I don't know what she sees in you,
man.

I don't care for you spying on me in my
place of employment.

And I don't care at all.

Do you think I want to
watch you playing Magnum P.I.

almost or the woman so
so far out of your league?

She'll probably break up with you in like
a month.

I'm taking a different elevator.

Those are out of service.

Oh, hi, going up.

Cute mustache.
Is it real?

Do your parents know you're down here?

Hmm?

Need me to call someone for you?

Okay, these are the most overdue invoices.

Hey, Connolly contract, which needs to be
signed.

At the bottom there, I've included the
brief.

I'm requesting for the orders here.

Okay, there are just not enough hours in
the day to handle all of this.

Welcome to my world.

Okay, well, Francie, you do know that I
appreciate everything that you've been doing.

Tell me about it at lunch.

I just sent a call to your office.

Okay, there you go.
Sorry.

Wow, she seems frantic.

As are we all.

Oh, hey, a little birdie told me that you
have a date coming up with Judy.

Yes, I do have a date, but I'm keeping my
private life and my personal life separate.

So let's not talk about it.

I'm not going to be Lyle
parading around at work

making kissy faces and
knitting my own sweaters.

Okay.

Oh, Susan wanted me to remind you not to
talk about weather balloons on your date.

Oh, and don't drink any beer
because it makes you... Thank you.

Not talking about that.

Thank you.

Did you choose to tell me all that in
person?

The other side should
have never found out and

made the executive
decision not to include it.

And?

The file in Germany was sealed because he
was a minor.

And as part of the deal, he agreed not to
compete anymore.

It took Todd days to uncover that
information.

And it was a mistake to hide it.

It would have seriously prejudiced the
jury against him, Margaret.

Okay, okay.
Let's calm down.

We're all friends here.

Well, we're all lawyers here.

Well, some of us are lawyers, but we're
all here.

The mistake was not suppressing the
information.

The mistake was not disclosing it to me so
that we could have prepared our witness in

court in case he got blindsided,
which he did.

Honestly, you've been a little distracted.

And you have been so insistent that you
don't need my help.

Okay, okay.
You know what?

I think we're missing the
biggest question here, which is

how did the other side find
out about the Germany stuff?

Because I barely found it, and I'm me.

And they don't have a me.
Only I have me.

Well, that is water under the bridge.

We are behind, and we need to pivot.

Susan, what was your initial legal
strategy?

To rely on the lack of physical evidence
and the coach's impeccable reputation.

But now a seed of
doubt has been planted

about his character,
so we need a new tactic.

We are going to provide the jury with an
alternate suspect.

Todd, have you been able to
identify who else might have

been able to provide Nicole with
performance-enhancing drugs?

Yeah.

Well, there's P.D.

Peterson, the strength and conditioning
coach, Mary Jackson, the nutritionist,

and the physiologist that they bring in
only for matches.

But we kind of vetted
all of them, and there

didn't seem to be
any there, there, there.

Nope.

Didn't need the third there, there.

Wait.
There?

There.

We need to focus on who has the most to
gain.

For instance, Nicole.

Todd, find out how easy it is for a junior
athlete to gain access to PEDs.

Margaret, just to be clear, this is still
my case.

Yes.

And I'm going to help you win it.

Why are you letting her get to you anyway?

She's only trying
to help... I know.

I know the firm is failing and that's why
she couldn't promote me.

But she didn't tell me
and she didn't warn me,

and so now I'm stuck
here at this failing firm.

Stuck?

Why are you stuck?

Because if you don't get promoted to
senior associate within a certain time

period, people assume
there's something wrong with

you, that you're not smart
enough or good enough.

And even if I went to another firm now,
it would be even harder.

So, yes, I have hit my sell-by date and I
am stuck.

I mean, can't hurt that you're married to
a zillionaire.

Todd, that is his money, his career,
his achievement.

Hey, okay.
We're all in this together.

You know, we're a team, right?

I mean, all of us except maybe Lyle.

His office is right there, Todd.

No, no, no.
He's not in there, okay?

And seriously, Lyle is now a liability.

He's a Lyle-ability.

What, did he find that Germany doping
tidbit?

No, I did.

Is he on top of his game?

No, I am.

I mean, I'm on top of my own game.

But you know what, actually, I'm on top of
his, too.

He's too busy picking
out China patterns with

his girlfriend to be
a serious detective.

In fact, you know what?

Maybe he leaked my
big Germany fine to the

opposition just to cut
me off at the knees.

Oh, come on, Todd.
He wouldn't do that.

Oh, sure, he would.

One day, very, very soon, I am going to
eclipse him as lead detective.

And he's just gonna be, you know,
working at the zoo.

Okay, let's give this to Stanley.

Oh, no, he's gone.

I know, I know.
It hurts me, too.

Okay, give it to, um, Karen.

Oh, no, gone, too.
Barbara.

Barbara.
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.

Give it to Barbara.
Barbara.

Oh, and, uh, Joanne, can you please call
down to HR and accounting right away and

tell them we are absolutely not taking the
holiday?

Boop.

Oh, Gus.
- Hi.

Hello.
- Hi, hi.

What are you doing here?

We have dinner plans.

What?

Oh, my gosh, yes, tonight?

I completely forgot.

It's all right, it's all right.
We're not too late.

We still got 20 minutes to get there.

No, no, no, no, I can't possibly go
anywhere.

I've got the file and
I've got, um, I've got

Susan's case and I've
got, I've got, uh, Brenda.

Sorry, Gus, can you please follow me?

Aren't you named partner now?

Shouldn't you have
someone picking up after

you and burning the
midnight oil in your place?

Sort of.

Gus, please, you have been named partner
for, what, 15 years?

And you could just go through the day and
go out to dinner whenever you want,

but I just walked through that door.

Look, all this work will still be here in
two hours, okay?

Come on, let's go eat.

Gus, I really can't.

Please understand.

Look, you're going to burn yourself out.

Well, either I burn out or this firm burns
down.

Oh, Gus, what are you doing?

Did you wear that tie for me?

Yes, I did.

Oh, I love it.

And I'm starving.

Can we, can I bring some work to dinner?

No!

It's a $600 dinner and the tables are,
are like, are like really tiny.

Okay, well, I will make it up to you.

No, I promise, I promise.

Okay, it will be romantic and spontaneous
and 100% work-free.

Fine.
Okay.

Wait, where are you going?

I'm going to dinner.

I'll call you later.

Please, just drive me home.

I worked a double in the ER today.

No.
Now, about those PEDs...

Todd, you may not have been genetically
blessed, but steroids are not the answer.

Very funny.

Did you talk to that sports doctor at the
hospital?

Well, I did, and he said that apparently
PEDs are all over the sports community.

Anybody can get them and you don't need a
prescription, you just need money.

Well, how over is all over?

A local high school baseball coach got
caught handing them out to his players.

PEDs are the new steroids.

They're not as sexy, but they're just as
likely to cause stroke, cancer,

and everybody's favorite, death.

So it's... Okay, yeah, sure, just walk
away as I dole out medical expertise.

I love being ignored.

Hey, what's this about you having a date
with Coffee Girl?

Is the apartment going to be free when
that happens?

Confidential investigation results from
Todd Wright.

Oh my god.

Lyle is sharing my investigative work with
the other side.

He is cutting me off at the knees.

This is hot red.

Blue envelope.

A burner phone.

Todd!

You paged me across the whole office?

That was very violating.

How tragic for you.

Now please, tell us
what you've learned about

PEDs and how Nicole
could have gotten them.

You can get them practically anywhere.

Wide availability.

Wider.

Margaret, I think we should put Nicole on
the stand.

Try and break her, get her
to admit something, anything,

that will tip the scales
of the jury in her favor.

I love your enthusiasm.

I sense a butt approaching.

But putting a minor on the stand is not a
good idea.

The jury won't like it, and obviously her
parents won't go for it.

They are very overprotective.

Wait, they're Gen Xers?

Oh, they hover.

Well, they're not wrong.

I would never put my own child on the
stand.

You have literally put Allison on the
stand multiple times.

She is an adult-ish.

Anyway, I never understood this whole
generation XYZ.

I mean, what am I considered?

You're a boomer.

Oh, are they 80 years old and yelling,
get off my lawn all day?

Well, you're technically a baby,
baby, baby.

You barely made the
cut, but you're just into, you

know, paying your dues
and adhering to a hierarchy.

Yuck.

Okay, what are you two?

We're millennials.

I mean, some say that we think the world
owes us something.

Some say... Well, that tracks.

Anyway, I would like to suggest that we
bring Nicole in for questioning.

Have a deposition with her parents present
under the guise of, we don't want to put a

minor on the stand, then, if she says
anything incriminating.

Then we have our ultimate suspect.

Exactly.

That's good.

That's good.

What is that sound?

Oh, it's... Oh, it's awful.

Is that Pokemon music?

It is Pokemon music, actually.

Oh, my God, I gotta go.

Oh, my God, something's happening!

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Oh, what the...

Package in G.

Shop?

G-shop?

Gift shop.

Hey, Jude.

Hi.

What's up?

Whoa.

Okay.
Yeah, this is...

Sorry.

And you are just letting him do this.

Has anyone been in here lately?

20 people?
Me?

Per... you?

No, no, like, anyone suspicious?

You're suspicious?

Not today, Millicent.
Okay?

This is the guy you're going on a date with?
- Yes.

Has anyone come in here and left anything
behind or hid anything?

Oh, my God.

Yes?

Yes!

Yes!

Okay, I gotta go.
I gotta go.

I gotta go, okay?

Okay.

Wait a minute.

We're still on for dinner tomorrow night,
right?

Yeah.

Do the stick.
- Okay.

Bye.

You sure about this?

Him.

So sure.

Tuesday, 3 p.m.

Wait for the signal.

3 p.m.?

Oh, my God.

Ready for pick-up.

Ulysses Jones, R.

Waters, Nancy McMasters, Ivan Dios.

Here you go.

Have a good day.

Wait for signal.

For the last time, ready for pick-up.

Ulysses Jones, R.

Waters, Nancy McMasters, Ivan Dios.

What is this?

Who placed these orders?

I don't know what's going on.

Wait, wait, wait.

Get in your pants.

Ulysses Jones, R.

Waters, Nancy McMasters, Ivan Dios.

I... you are an idaote.

You are an idaote.

You are... an idiot.

Oh, what a doomy.

Morning.

It's holding right.

What?

Are you sure?

Oh, my goodness.

What's happening?

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Mr. Byrne, Todd Wright was hit by a car.

He's in the hospital.

What?

I guess he was leaving
a restaurant somewhere

last night and he
stepped off of a curb.

And he was in ICU all night.

I don't even know if he's... Hello?

Yes.

Oh, God. Oh, no. Okay.

I'll find Margaret.

I'll find... Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Condones us upon the loss of your son?

Oh, my God.
Oh, no.

Oh, God.
Oh, no.

Oh, no.
Where's Margaret?

I have to get to the hospital.
It didn't work.

I gotta find Margaret.

Donut party at Lyle's.

Who's the eye-day-oat now?

You will pay for this.

And you will never get the better of me.

So donut try.

Nicole, have you ever knownly taken PEDs?

No.

Are you kidding me?

Why would I ever be that stupid?

I don't know.

Money, fame, glory?

Are you for real right now?

You look nice and then come at me all
salty.

Take several seats.

Nicole, let's keep this civil.

Berta, our daughter's just expressing her
truth.

Let her speak.

I don't cheat because I don't have to.

I've been getting up at 4 a.m.

to practice since I was 10.

Money, fame, and glory were my destiny
until Coach Tom took them from me.

Your destiny.
That's a very Gen Z concern, isn't it?

Millennials, you think you know everything,
but in the end, you're just simps.

Susan, if I may.

Margaret, is simps true for simple?

I have no idea what it is.

Nicole, you are not a normal teenager,
are you?

What the hell does that mean?

Please, please.

Your life, I would imagine, is very
regulated.

It is scheduled down to the last minute
and highly supervised.

Facts?

Facts.
Facts.

That I am sure not many people your own age
would understand what it's like to be you.

Seriously?

You're trying to finesse me and thought
that'd work?

I don't know which one of you is worse,
cringe millennial being sus or a boomer so

out of touch that she actually thinks she
gets it.

Good point.

But you know, my own children...
Oh, I'll bet they turned out super.

Let me guess, you fed them pop tarts and
candy for dinner.

Well, no, actually.

I was the first mother on the block to
introduce tofu burgers.

On the block?

Mm-hmm.

Okay, boomer, try again.

Nicole, can you try to answer the
question?

Sure.

Is it my imagination or does she need a
timeout?

I would drown for a month at least.

Nobody can understand my life.

No one.

Not Coach Tom, not Petey, that creeper
strength and conditioning coach.

They're all losers and the only people I
can trust are my parents.

And can I go now?

I'm done.

This ain't it, Chief.

Got you.

Your client has ruined our daughter's
perfect, beautiful life.

Mm-hmm.

Let's go.

Ladies, thank you.

That girl is a monster.

Yes, and I hate to say it,
but... Susan, I believe her.

Me too.

With an ego like that, she would not even
consider that she needed PEDs to win.

So then who drugged her?

I think that we should look into that
creeper strength and conditioning coach.

Okay.

This is where I used to take tennis
lessons?

I don't remember this place at all.

You were young and not strong enough to
hold a tennis racket.

You kept dropping it and falling down.

The instructor asked us if you were blind.

What?
- How old was I, two?

Twelve. It was very embarrassing
for your father and me.

We had to stop the lessons and quit the
club.

Surprising enough to defect to another
country.

Why didn't we talk about it?

Okay, look, there he is, the strength and
conditioning coach, Petey Peterson.

Why don't you go chat him up and distract
him while I go...

Why don't you go chat him up?

Look, lady, I'm apparently very
questionable on the tennis court,

and I am going to illegally snoop into his
office.

So if you want that task...
I am not dressed for this.

You are dressed for a cocktail party on
the moon.

Go!

Okay, good session.

We're going to work on that court again
tomorrow.

Hello.

Can I help you?

I am seeking some advice for my son.

Sure.
He's 12, and he's extremely clumsy.

Weak, sickly, arms like twigs,
can barely run in a straight line.

I was wondering if you... I
don't think I can help you.

I only train gifted, athletic kids.

No, no, no, he's not that new.

Maybe he needs a strong dose of those
PEDs.

Hey, lady, that sort of thing can get you
into serious trouble.

Oh, what if I told you that money was no
object?

What if I told you I'm going to call the
cops?

Okay, I would hear you.

I'm not strong enough to hold a tennis
racket.

Okay, all right, I'm putting it into the
filing cabinet.

Yes?

Hello.

Please make your way to the exit.

Oh, come on.

I will see you later.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

I'm aborting the mission.

We'll have to try again later.

Couple's tennis coaching.
I'm not doing that with you.

Well, I didn't ask.

You should be so lucky.

I've an incredible two-headed backhand.

How? Why?

You're too good at too many sports.

Darts, bowling, tennis.

It's weird.
Stop being good at everything.

Well, I was born this way, Todd.

And anyway, I don't think that that
strength in coach is our suspect.

Okay, well, there is a suspicious
nutritionist.

A suspicionist?

I wasn't going to say that.

A suspicious nutritionist?

A suspicionist.

Mary Jackson RDN.

I don't know, big lock file cabinet?

There's got to be something in there.

So you're going to go back and break into
it?

No, apparently my mom has a big plan for
that.

Long story.
What are you eating?

What is this? It's good.

My leftovers.

Aren't you going out to dinner with Judy
tonight?

Yes, my God.

I have a date.

Wow.

Calm down.

Why does she eat your own lunch?

What lunch?

There's a bag in the fridge with your name
on it.

There is?

No, there's not.

Okay, but there is.

Oh, my God.

Wait, did my mom pack me a lunch?

She hasn't done that since fifth grade.

Smile.

Wow, that is not coming off.

And that's just moisturizer?

Mm-hmm.

So... so you're... you're okay?

Everything is... everything's fine.

Fine, yeah.

Everything's great.

Do you like the restaurant?

Yeah, uh-huh.

Good.

Oh, there's the waiter.

Oh, excuse me.

So, um... about your... about your hand.

What?
I'm sorry.

Oh, okay.

It's... it's both of them.

Oh, oh, my hands?
These hands?

Oh, no, no, no, no.
They're fine.

It's just a weird allergic reaction to a
tanning bed for hands.

You're tanning your hands?

Yes, of course.
Don't you?

Just have to do it in moderation so you
don't get hand cancer.

Hmm?

Uh, the... the back of your head is also
pink.

It is?
- Yeah.

How did it get on the back of my head?

How did what get on the back of your head?

Okay, look.

The truth is, I'm pink all over.

And I can barely do makeup, obviously.

And I am involved in a prank war at work
with my arch-nemesis.

And one of us may die.

Very soon.

I love it.

You do?

Now tell me everything.

Okay.

Well, um, first of all, he totally started
it.

And then I made it rain
donuts, which was, um... Mabel!

Happy birthday to you!

Happy birthday, Mabel!

Mabel?

Who's Mabel?

Lyle, I have to talk to you.

Did you let the air out of my tires
yesterday?

Yes, but this isn't about that.

I went to a restaurant last night.

I drove home on four flats.

Perfect.
Yes.

But there was a woman at the restaurant.

And her name was Mabel.

I could have swerved off the road.
I could have died.

Don't be so dramatic.

And why did you keep driving?
But listen to me.

Mabel was Alex.

Your Alex.

But she had different hair and no glasses.

But it was her and
all these nerdy, what

seemed like coworkers
were calling her Mabel.

No.
- What?

I don't know what you're up to,
but this is not funny.

It's too far.

I'm not pulling pranks on your personal
life.

You ruined my first date with Judy.

Good.

I still have pink stuff coming out of
my... Look, it doesn't matter, okay?

Alex isn't who she says she is.

I tailed her home, but nothing's...
You followed my girlfriend home?

Did you even do a background check on her?

No. I'm not snooping on
the woman I am in love with.

I, of course, looked at her credit score
and built a minor background portfolio.

And?

And nothing.

Now get out of my office.

Oh.
Are you kidding?

Sorry.

Are you serious?

Sorry.

Yeah.

Sorry.

I put glue on your stuff.

Get out.
- Okay, I'm leaving.

Out!
- I'm going.

Just don't water that plant.

Well, I got healthy.

I did not see this coming.

You said surprise.

Afternoon date, I thought, you know,
lunch, wine, hotel.

Well, there's still time for all those
things.

Wait, wait, wait.

Does that mean you're taking the rest of
the day off?

Oh, I am depressed, right?

Well, I can be spontaneous and carefree and
give it enough time to plan and prepare.

See you tomorrow, Mary.

Okay.
See you tomorrow.

Mary.

Okay.

Ready?
- Yeah.

Could you just follow me over this way for
a second, please?

Oh, no, I just have to check on something.

It's just right over here.

Just follow me.

Thanks.

Everyone got home, right?

Thanks.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay, Mary.

Okay, great.

Okay.

Oh, okay.

Never mind.
Never mind.

Let's go. Let's go.

Okay.

No.

Her parents signed a HIPAA authorization
permitting the disclosure of all medical

records, so any information
inside of that file cabinet

should have been turned
over to me during discovery.

Yes!
Okay.

It's okay, Gus.
Yes.

Break down that door.
- What?

Oh, God.
This is crazy.

You're right.
This is insane.

No.

Technically, they are concealing evidence.

They are breaking the law.

And I am just breaking it right back.

Okay.
So, yes, Gus.

Smash it down.

Are you working right now?

Is this part of some case?

And you're willing to break and enter?

Who are you, Todd?

You're right.
You're right.

I mean, I need something inside of that
office, but you know what?

I am not a criminal.

But maybe if you were
to... Maybe if me was?

Are you seriously in such dire straits
right now that you'd be willing to turn me

out as a felon?

Come on.

Let your firm die.

There are ten others you could go to
tomorrow.

Not as a name partner.

If I leave now, I am right
down that ladder and I'm

not getting another shot
at this stage in my career.

I'm leaving.
- No, wait, Gus, please.

I just need your help.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Well, okay.

The door is open.
- Yeah.

Go ahead and look.

It is not looting.

And technically, I am in the right.

And I don't believe for a second
that you wouldn't have done

the exact same thing at an
earlier point in your career.

Never.

Okay, well, technically, for a few hours,
I did dognap a beagle.

It may feel wrong, but it is not wrong.

Here's the key.

Right where Todd said it would be.

I'm going to do this.

Stop!

Oh, my God.

Gus, don't scream like that.

You're the one who screamed.

Well, if you aren't plausible to my
ability, just close your eyes.

I'm not representing you if you get
arrested.

And I really hate that I'm getting turned
on by this.

Oh, there's our file.

Okay, all right.

So, Gus, if you want the hotel and
Hawaiian part of this adventure, move it.

Oh, I'm moving it.

I'm not going to stay at the seat of a
crime.

You're the best.

Wait, Gus.

Wait, it wasn't a crime?

So, you had an okay time?

Oh, my God.

Are you kidding?

Rushing out of dinner to follow some
mysterious woman like it was a dream.

But did you ever figure out a deal?

No, not really.

Not yet.

And I think I'm worried for Lyle,
if that's possible.

I just... I know what it's like to be
involved with someone and have them lie to

you and try to destroy you.

Well, I'd love to hear more about that,
but...

Oh.

Hey, what's going on?

Alex doesn't have any parking tickets.

I have been with her when she got a
parking ticket from expired meter.

But according to the DMV, Alex Parker has
never had a single parking citation...

in her whole life.

All the hairs in the back of my neck just
stood up.

Something is not right.

So, Alex's forensic
accounting business website

says she's been
incorporated since 2017.

But WebTimeNet says her site didn't even
become active until 11 months ago.

Her car and apartment
are both being paid by the

same offshore LLC, which
is private and inaccessible.

We have to cross-reference the LLC with
other businesses in Oregon.

This septifusion cloaking is next level.

I'm just hoping she's not a serial killer.

My God, are you kidding me?

I'm hoping she is a serial killer.

That would be so awesome.

I mean, not for you or any victims,
but in general.

Have you looked into Alex's medical
history?

Yes, and no, she doesn't have one.

No doctor, no dentist, no copays,
no insurance.

Great, so she's a robot like my brother.

Better than a serial killer.

You want me to zip your arm out of the
cabinet?

Of course.

Sorry, that was actually meant for you.

That was supposed to be for you.

All right.

We just need a second medical opinion.

Did your previous medical
consultant inform you of

Nicole's extremely low
iron levels in her blood?

Yes, but he said that wasn't uncommon for
girls in Nicole's age because,

obviously, they're starting their
menstrual cycles.

Exactly.

But did he also mention her suboptimal
vitamin D levels?

Yes, because those markers in combination
could indicate PED use.

Let's see, these records go four years.

The exact length of time Nicole was
training with the coach.

Okay, but these blood reports that you
already had in evidence, it looks like

these were shared by her
pediatrician from five years ago,

and they show the same
iron and vitamin D deficiencies.

From five years ago?
- Mm-hmm.

That's one year before she started
training with Coach Tom.

Yeah, so if I'm reading this correctly,
she was on performance enhancing drugs

long before Coach Tom came into the
picture.

Wait a minute, what was that that Nicole
said when she was here for deposition?

What didn't she say?

It's all right here.

You're welcome, by the way.
- Yes, thank you, sweetheart.

Yeah, there it is, right there,
right there.

They are in charge of my day.

They prep and plan my every meal.

I don't have to think about it because
they do it for me.

Her mothers, do you think...

I would just like to point out
that this is yet another case

that I've cracked for you,
as I did seemingly last week.

They controlled every aspect of her life.

Controlling mothers?

I wouldn't know anything about that.

Well, maybe I can suss and
cringe one of Nicole's moms

into admitting that they
drugged their own daughter.

If that doesn't work, I can throw pop
-tarts at them.

Wait a minute.

Maybe that is what we do.

Use our different perspectives to throw
her moms off balance.

Are you suggesting we play Millennial Cop,
Boomer Cop?

Well, eventually,
they're bound to slip up

and we Nicole sees what
they have done to her.

Oh, that will pull the pin in a gigantic
Gen Z grenade.

Facts.

I broke into her car and I found this in
her back.

Look, I took a picture before I put it
back.

That's a fingerprint.

That's my fingerprint.

That's my rare arch.

This is very James Bond and incredibly
cool, but like, what is she doing?

I can't keep ignoring
her phone calls and text

messages, but I can't
look her in the face.

I don't know what to do.

Okay, okay.

We will figure this out.

Together.

We're a... a team.

Under specific circumstances and for
limited time periods only.

Deal.

Let me check my access log.

Oh, God.

She's been snooping all over the firm,
in every computer, posing as me.

Alex, damn it!

Mabel, damn it.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

What if we added a new computer to the
network?

A new computer with its own fingerprint
lock.

A computer she hasn't accessed yet.

Yes, yes.
Okay.

Why don't you send Alex a very specific
text.

Sorry for the radio silence.

Blah, blah, blah.

There's been some IT issues at work.

New user, new login, et cetera,
et cetera, et cetera.

And you've been very busy.

Lying a trap.

Exacto.

Todd!

Todd, honey, I need my keys.

Todd!

Oh.

Oh.

So careless.

Did I say anything?

No, I just moved them over.

All right, counsel.

Love that sparkly suit.

Are you ready to begin?

Yes.

Ms. Smith, would you consider yourself an
involved parent?

Yes.
Very much so.

Both Kathleen and I are quite involved.

Well, back in my day, parents were a lot
more hands-off.

In fact, our children were free-ranged.

That's not how it's done today,
is it?

I think we've all learned from the
mistakes of the past.

We are very much hands-on.

Hands-on.

To the point of obsession?

Objection.

What's wrong?

What's wrong?

Ms. Smith, would
you mind if I enter into

evidence, blood tests
from the past five years?

I'm sorry, what?

Test results.

Five years' worth.

Britta, don't we object to entering blood
work, so we...

I'm entitled to enter them, and so I'm
going to.

There's nothing we can do about it.

Ms. Smith, you were aware that the use of
PEDs leads a telltale sign in the blood,

a vitamin D and iron deficiency?

Um, I did not know.

Ms. Smith, would you please read the blood
results from October 9, five years ago?

Silly boomer, I forgot my glasses.

Blood found to have a noticeable...
Louder, please, I can't hear you.

Blood found to have
a noticeable and

uncharacteristic deficiency
of vitamin D and iron.

And correct me if I'm wrong, which I just
know you'd love to do, but wasn't Nicole

only training with Coach Tom for only four
years?

So these results would have been from
before that.

Ms. Smith, were your parents hard on you?

They just wanted me to earn the things I
had, no free rides.

But you wanted Nicole
to have every break

and every advantage
that you could give her.

And to ensure that you did that,
you controlled every aspect of her life.

Isn't that correct?

We wanted the best for Nicole.

You wanted the best, or you wanted her to
be the best?

I...

You controlled when she practiced,
not Coach Tom.

You controlled when she slept,
not Coach Tom.

You controlled what she ate, not Coach
Tom.

Isn't this true?
- Yes!

And so what?

We made sure Nicole was happy and...

And remember, we have five years of blood
results.

It is all going to come out, Kathleen.

So why don't you just admit it now?

You were the one hiding PEDs in Nicole's
food this entire time, not Coach Tom.

Yes.

My wife knew nothing about it.

And when Nicole started winning,
I just didn't have the heart to take that

away from her.

And now you'll never know,
and more importantly, she'll never

know if she was good enough
to reach the top on her own.

Your Honor, my clients would like to drop
their suit.

And they're offering to pay Coach Tom's
legal fees in exchange for leniency.

Well, Margaret, thanks for winning that
case.

Oh, come on, Susan.

We won it together.

And I am sorry if I stepped on your toes
earlier.

Ouch.

Sorry for being so stubborn about working
together.

Oh, and also about that gift basket.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

You are right.

The firm has needed all of my attention.

And I do wish that I could help you
faster.

It's so interesting that
you say that because

Beverly is willing and
able to help me now.

Susan, be careful with Beverly.

She promises the world.

With me, too.

But the reality turned out to be
different.

I'm not blind, Margaret.

I know who Beverly is.

And what she's offering may well be a lie,
but at least she's offering me something.

Have a nice night.

You, too.

Good evening.

Oh, gosh.

Oh, my God.
Did we have plans again?

Did I forget again?

No, no, no.

This is me being spontaneous.

Look, you have work.
I get that.

It was wrong of me to try and make you
take time off.

So I'm just going to hang
around, distracting you,

soaking up any spare
moments you can toss my way.

Oh, and I brought dinner.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Wait, is that from Papa Hyden's?

Of course.

Now, come on.
Let's go.

Come on.

Get back to work, and I'll be over here
eating.

And when you have time, you can just come
on over and grab a bite.

I don't want you shirking your
responsibilities, young lady.

Oh, God.

Hello, Alex.

If that is really your name.

It's not.

My real name is Agent Ariel Josephs.

FBI.

These are powerful people with a lot of
secrets.

This police stuff is new, but it turns out
I am very good at solving murder cases.

Oh, how lucky.