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MARK:
Previously on All Rise...

I've been summoned to DC.

- What if they want you back?
- My GMAT days are over.

SHERRI:
Mom, where are you going?

Shh! Shh! Shh! Shh!
His heart is gonna boom

if he knows that I'm going back
to the community without him.

No, no, you cannot
leave me here with him.

Sherri, where do
you keep the kimchi?

VIC: Mark Callan,
Head Deputy District Attorney.

The Kirilenko. They want you
to throw an upcoming case.

But, if you help them just once

you'll be
indebted to them forever.

♪

[Amber Jay's "My Own Way"
playing]

♪ Your words and... ♪

[sighs]

What do you think
about me getting this beauty?

A Porsche 911?

What is this? Revenge For
everything I put you through?

Yes.

I'm kidding,
I'm kidding, kidding.

It is $180,000
and a two seater.

Where does Bailey even go?

That's what
grandparents are for.

Okay, I also think it
might look nice in a used one.

Mm. You do realize
the pretty lady

doesn't come
with the car, right?

I don't want her.

You would look so much better.

Next to it.

In it.

- On it.
- Ooh.

LOLA: On it,
now that's a good idea.

[woman] Okay.

EMILY: All right,
for the trial.

DARLENE: Bright colors
are more flattering.

Well, it's all
we've got right now.

Okay, so shall
we begin, Miss Schmidt?

Let's start by reviewing
your work history for the jury.

I used to do medical billing
for a podiatrist.

Feet, not so exciting.

But two years ago,
I started with Dr. Vasquez,

a plastic surgeon

and so handsome.

It was different.

Let's go over
what happened that day.

I took a tire iron

to my boss's
shiny white Mercedes.

And Dr. Vasquez
came down to the garage,

yelled at me, but I--

I swung at him,
I couldn't stop.

Why?

I needed to show him
that he couldn't get away

with what he did to me.

No matter what some jury said.

I don't trust juries.

You'll have to move past that.

Like water off a duck's back?

Have I told you
about my boyfriend, Larry?

We had season
tickets to the Dodgers.

I'm not photogenic,
but this one's good.

Put it in my client folder.

It's really lovely,
Miss Schmidt,

but I need you to
stay focused, all right?

The best we can hope for here
is to reduce the charge

from premeditated
attempted murder

which carries a sentence
of seven years to life.

Life.

I should see if this fits.

Darlene, what matters here
is the strength of your case

- and not the way you look.
- Please, stop the BS!

It's always been poor Darlene

and the great "fucking rape me

and get away
with it" personality.

Darlene, I am on your side.

I am gonna fight for you.

Now, Judge Carmichael
made a 402 ruling

that is very bad for us.

- What does that mean?
- It means that we can't mention

the doctor was
acquitted of raping you

or use it for your defense.

♪

EMILY: Thank you so much.

BOTH: Non-fat decaf latte

with half
a pack of brown sugar.

- [both laughing]
- You know me so well.

I was in early
prepping a client

and I thought
I'd beat you to the line.

And on my way in,
I stopped to pick you up this

because I know
your hands get dry.

- You are so sweet.
- Considerate.

Soon, we'll be wearing,
like, matchings sweat suits.

Oh, yes, I like that.

- You do?
- Sure.

Yeah, me too.

[playful instrumental playing]

[metal detector beeps]

Keys.

[Mark clears throat]

Did Frank just bow to you?

I'm head deputy DA,
people honor my presence.

You should really
work on your curtsy.

SARA: Oh, good morning.

Hey, you two are working
on that case together right?

How's it going?

Attempted murder
of the fancy plastic surgeon.

Judge Carmichael was
enthralled by my arguments

during the pre-trial
motion hearing.

I expect to cruise to victory.

Oh, there is
the good doctor now.

This time, Miss Castillo,

please try not
to cross any lines.

Let's remember,
you are this man's

victim advocate,

not his bestie
at a slumber party.

Yeah, I am well aware of that.

Apparently,
Maggie hates slumber parties.

Well, there go
my Saturday night plans.

DR. VASQUEZ: Now,
don't get me wrong,

you are a beautiful woman.

But just a little
Restylane injected

in your nasolabial folds,
and ten years,

disappear.

[woman laughing]

Do you offer advice

about cosmetic procedures
wherever you go?

Well, if I can help I do.

Wow, the symmetry
of your face...

Do you want to know
just the-- just the tiny

miniscule improvements
that I would suggest?

[elevator rings]

No.

No, no, no,
I am not doing a damn thing.

This isn't Russia,

you can't just
strong arm a district--

Hello?

[sighs]

Oh, hey, Teddy,
you got a minute?

If this is about the scratch
on the side of your car.

- What scratch?
- I think I can rub it out. Bye.

Hold on, the Anna Sutton felony

DUI case, give me the details.

Well, the accused was driving

while under
the influence of drugs.

She crashed into a lamppost,

severely injuring
her passenger,

totaled the fancy beamer,

so it's weird she
got a public defender

but it's not her car.

It's registered to
an Yvonne Kirilenko.

Where've I heard that name?

Dasvidaniya.

What do you do for
a living Dr. Vasquez?

I'm a plastic surgeon.

People think that I just do

breast augmentations
and facelifts,

but I also
assist with burn victims

and I volunteer to help
children with cleft palates.

Can you tell
the jury what transpired

in the surgical center's garage

with your former employee,
Darlene Schmidt?

[sighs]

She bashed in my skull
with a tire iron.

I am lucky to be alive.

I mean, look-- look at this.

My career is over.

MAGGIE: In this video,

previously marked
"people's exhibit one,"

Is this Miss Schmidt

coming at you
the day of the incident?

Yes.

[all exclaiming in surprise]

I have here

what appears to be a tire iron

that I'd like to mark
as "people's exhibit two."

- So marked.
- MAGGIE: Now, I recognize

that this may be difficult
for you Dr. Vasquez,

but please, can you walk
the jury through the attack?

How did she strike you?

EMILY: Objection, Your Honor!

Is-- is-- whatever,
this is really necessary?

MAGGIE: The people
are demonstrating

the nature
and the force of the attack.

Overruled,
you may answer Dr. Vasquez.

Well, first,
she struck me in the ribs

and then she
brought both of her hands

up in the air like this

arms bent at a 90 degree angle,

and then she just came down
with everything that she had.

[all exclaiming in fear]

Was that how hard she hit you?

No.

Harder.

[suspenseful
instrumental playing]

Rachel made herself
my maid of honor

and she keeps
calling every ten minutes.

I mean, I don't have time

to talk about
bachelorette parties

or cap sleeves
versus strapless.

[phone buzzing]

But it should be
strapless, right?

- Sure.
- AMY: Hello!

- Are you okay?
- Yeah, yeah,

it's just new job brain.

- AMY: Okay.
- Just go talk to Rachel.

- [phone buzzing]
- Okay, but she says

you need to have
a bachelor party too.

I mean, you can't
make me suffer alone.

MARK: In Vegas?

I would need a lot of coffee
to wrap my head around that.

Okay, first of all,
no mechanical bull.

And second, I don't know,
is the whole Cinderella

at the ball thing
really my thing?

LUKE: Miss Sutton,
I think I got it all down.

Wait is this-- is this DUI
gonna hurt my acting career?

I think one or two actors
have survived a DUI,

but injuring your friend
in an accident is serious.

And Miss Sutton,
the BMW that you were driving,

- it was registered to--
- My dad.

Yeah, I kind of swiped it
from his garage in Vegas

so that I could
get to auditions,

but he didn't report it.

Okay, so that's
one less problem.

- [phone dings]
- Shit.

- I've got to get to scene class.
- Miss Sutton,

I'm gonna need you to focus.

You got me?

- Yeah.
- See you at the hearing.

Yo, Callan!

I'm facing off
with your grasshopper,

Teddy Biswas,
in this DUI with injury case.

You're representing Anna Sutton?

Yeah, it's all about
the luck of the draw, bro.

Anyway, listen, you have
trained this kid too well, man.

When I asked for an offer,
he totally blew me off.

Oh, I gotta go. Later man.

Hey, Luke!

Nothing.

♪

EMILY: Dr. Vasquez,
how would you characterize

your relationship with
the defendant, Miss Schmidt?

Strictly professional.

But you routinely worked

late nights
and weekends together,

foregoing time with your wife,

with your family,
isn't that true?

A big plastic
surgery practice like mine,

the books are very complex.

All those hours together,

didn't you share
some very personal things?

I told her a couple of stories
about how I grew up broke

and how I still
have anxiety about money.

Darlene is a very
easy person to talk to.

But, she mistook
my kindness for more,

and she got totally obsessed.

Did anything physical

ever occur between
you and Miss Schmidt?

- Objection, violates the 402.
- Does my wife

have to listen to this?

I've already said
that nothing happened.

LOLA: Miss Lopez.

Yes, Your Honor, I am asking

if their relationship
ever evolved

into something intimate.

I'm not asking about
anything covered by the 402.

Overruled on that basis.

Dr. Vasquez, you just
said that nothing happened,

but you didn't say that
during this trial, did you?

Objection, 402 grounds again.

Not quite, Miss Palmer.
He said, "Nothing happened,"

the defense can clarify.

Overruled,
Dr. Vasquez, go ahead.

Yes, she accused me of something

that she totally
made up in her head.

And did she make up
that you referred to her

as a butterface?

Everything but her face,

a dog, a double bagger?

Did she make up
that something happened

that sent her to the hospital?

Objection, 402 grounds again.

Miss Lopez has got
to be kidding with this.

Sustained, Dr. Vasquez,
do not answer that.

Miss Lopez, tread lightly.

Dr. Vasquez, I'm just--
I'm having a hard time

understanding how Miss Schmidt,

who you just said,
in your own words

was, "so easy to talk to,"

suddenly smashed
your head with a tire iron?

You would have to ask her.

I didn't have to,
she told hospital staff

- that you violated her.
- 402! 402!

Violate could mean many things.

Sustained, go any further

and I will be forced
to find you in contempt.

Oh, my God,
come on, all of you,

would you please
look at my wife?

- LOLA: Dr. Vasquez, stop.
- Why would I ever touch

that woman, let alone rape her?
I was exonerated.

- [gavel clacking]
- Both of you in my chambers.

- [gavel clacking]
- Court is adjourned.

Yes, Your Honor.

Your 402 ruling in
the pre-trial hearing

expressly forbid

any mention of Dr. Vasquez'
rape trial in this case.

Miss Lopez just tap danced
right off the line,

and you just let
her slide right over it.

Watch your tone, Miss Palmer.

Need I remind you
of the leeway that I gave you,

when I allowed for you to smash
a cantaloupe in my courtroom.

Honey dew.

That said,
bringing up the rape trial now

is not only prejudicial
to the jury,

it is also effectively
asking them to try him again

and we do not have

double jeopardy
in this country.

In this case,
the doctor was the victim

of a brutal crime, period.

Your Honor,
the defense fully abided

by the court's 402 ruling,

but when the doctor
brought up the rape trial

on his own,
he opened the door to admit it.

Miss Palmer, the court
did instruct Dr. Vasquez

not to answer
the defense's question.

Miss Schmidt believes
that Dr. Vasquez raped her

with no consequences.

My client allegedly
attacked him in a blind rage,

a crime of passion.

The jurors need to know
what drove my client to act.

Oh, come on!

I will take both
of your arguments

under consideration, go!

[Maggie scoffs]

Thank you, Judge Carmichael.

Save your thank yous.

I have not made my ruling yet,

but I did not appreciate
how you kept pushing.

Understood.

Your Honor, I know this
is really not a good time,

and thank you for all the time
you've allowed me

to have with my father.
My neighbors just called,

- and it's not an emergency--
- Sherri, what do you have,

like, three-years time off?

112 days, yes.

- Then please, go.
- Thank you, thank you.

- Thank you.
- Of course.

[sighs]

SHERRI: Dad! Dad!

Where are you?

I'm back here.

- Oh, thank God.
- Hi!

Dad, I had a-- Whoa! Okay.

Um, uh... let's cover up.

Okay, Dad,
my neighbor can see you.

Hi.

[playful instrumental playing]

- Hi.
- Lisa,

what are you doing here?

I'm sneaking some Twizzlers.

Wow, you look--

Like a circus clown? I know.

I lost my ID,
I'm headed to HR for a new one.

I take it as a personal mission

to never have
another hideous ID pic again.

Yeah, like shooting
from half court.

Hi, Lisa.

What are we talking about?

ID photos.

DELGADO:
Mine looks like a mug shot.

Hey, Lisa,
before you head down to HR,

I would love to get
both of you ladies opinions

on an upcoming ruling
I have to make.

Is this the medical biller
trial that's in the news?

I already excluded the doctor's
previous rape trial,

it's not pertinent
to the serious crime at hand

but then
he brought it up himself

on the stand, courtesy
of Emily Lopez's prodding.

Oh, boy, you gotta let it in.

- That is what the defense wants.
- LISA: It's highly prejudicial.

Do you really want the defense
hammering the witness

about a crime that
he's been acquitted of?

I'd exclude any
further mention of it.

The jury already heard it,
you can't unring that bell.

LISA: But you can
stop pulling on the rope.

It already looks like the
prosecution is hiding something.

So, keep the 402 ruling
in place?

[sighs]
I side with Miss Palmer.

I'm with Lopez.

Great, I have to rule
in this cage match by tomorrow.

But, thank you. I think.

♪

SHERRI: Dad,
what did you do your hair?

HARRY: I dyed it.

How did I get all this grey?

You know, you have too many
mirrors in your house.

It makes the room look bigger.

Dad, I was worried,

I called you several times.

Why didn't you
answer your phone?

I can't hear
the phone from out here.

I got you an iPhone.
It's wireless.

I don't know how
to use that i-thingy.

Linden community,

there's no mirrors.

We don't focus on ourselves.

When I get here,

I look so old.

Dad, the tanning, the hair.

What is this about?

Your mom.

Your mother doesn't
think I'm hot anymore.

She's changed, boopy.

She used to support
all my dreams, but now--

But now,
she has goals of her own

which you would know,
if you listened.

All of this isn't
going to win her back.

But then, why should
I care if I get better?

Hair looks good though, huh?

Good morning, Miss Lopez.

You ready for
Le Petite Chateau?

Table in the back, candlelight,

- wear something slinky.
- That's tonight.

- Tonight.
- Uh-huh.

Babe, my client
takes the stand today,

and I have been busy
prepping for that all week,

and I am just--

Would you hate me

if we stayed in,
sweats, burritos?

Ooh, the two
of you all loved up

and sweats with burritos,
that's just so comfy.

I'll make it up to you.

It's all good. I like comfy.

I will see you ladies later.

Okay.

I wonder if Gabriel and I'll

ever have what you
and Luke do one day.

Enjoy the pink cloud stage

because Luke and I,
we're just kind of starting

to veer away from that.

Oh, my God, Emily, shut up.

What you two have is beautiful.

We all are just
so used to turmoil,

that familiar seems unfamiliar.

Thank you.

- TEDDY: Hold the door.
- Hi, Teddy.

Bye, Teddy.

I was just headed up
to judge Delgado's courtroom.

I need you
to interview every business

within a five block radius

of Anna Sutton's DUI accident
on La Brea.

But that will take hours.
Prelim starting in, like--

- I'll handle the prelim.
- You, but you--

Go, the Head Deputy
District Attorney is speaking.

[playful instrumental playing]

Where is Mr. Biswas?

Studying for a spelling bee?

MARK: So sorry, Your Honor!

- Callan--
- You are not Mr. Biswas.

That is true,
he is cuter however,

he had another pressing issue.

So, I will be taking over.

Surprising,
since you're the new--

I know, I know,
the new Head Deputy.

I still like getting
in the trenches, Your Honor.

Your Honor, I'd like
to request a continuance

- to further examine--
- No need for that, Mr. Watkins.

The people are
unable to proceed

within the statutory timeframe,
Your Honor.

Motion to dismiss.

[sighs] Very well.

The Defense motion
to dismiss is granted.

You are free to go,
Miss Sutton.

Stay out of trouble.

Really? Unable to proceed?

Take it at face value, Watkins.

Because of Dr. Vasquez'
testimony yesterday

you will be hearing
further clarification

about a previous trial

in which he was acquitted
by a jury of his peers.

You are not to draw

any inferences
from that information

except as it pertains

to Darlene Schmidt's
state of mind.

I take no delight
in having to reverse

my initial 402 ruling.

Miss Lopez,
call your first witness.

EMILY: And Miss Schmidt,
what was your work relationship

with Dr. Vasquez?

I was his medical biller,

I kept his practice
in the black.

So would you
say that Dr. Vasquez

became dependent upon you?

I think so. Yes.

Dr. Vasquez was
terrible at accounting,

lived way beyond his means.

How did he reward you?

DARLENE: He didn't.

He'd insult me
in front of the staff

during the work hours,

then come
crying to me at night.

EMILY: Why did you stay?

DARLENE:
I have a sick mother.

I needed the job.

I did finally find
the courage to quit,

but he begged me to stay.

Then...

he kissed me.

And this was consensual?

DARLENE: At first.

I thought this is
everything I wanted.

My happily ever after.

Dr. Vasquez said
he had feelings for me.

But then,
I heard this voice saying,

"He's using you
to make money, Darlene.

"Do you really
hate yourself so much?"

So I-- I pushed him away,

said I had a boyfriend,

but he didn't
take no for an answer.

Then...

he forced himself inside me.

Miss Schmidt,
why did you go to the garage

the day
of the alleged incident.

I went to damage my boss's car.

EMILY: And when he caught you?

He looked at me
like I was pathetic.

Objection, speculation.

Miss Schmidt doesn't know
what was in Dr. Vasquez' head.

It's lay opinion, Your Honor.

Overruled, I'd like to
see where this is going.

When Dr. Vasquez
gave you that look,

how did you feel?

It's all a blur.

It was banging
around in my brain,

stupid stuff.

Never having a date to the prom.

[chuckling]

The reassurances.

There's a lid to every pot.

You'd make a great nun.

But, it kills you.

Miss Schmidt, how did
Dr. Vasquez' acquittal,

how did that make you feel?

Furious.

The jury didn't believe me,

wouldn't believe me
because of how I--

Did you know right from wrong
in that moment?

He cared about me, I swear.

I was the only one
who gave a crap about him and--

EMILY: Miss Schmidt,
that's not the question.

A man like him isn't supposed
to love someone like me

and he hated me for it!

Sustained. The jury will
disregard Miss Schmidt's answer.

Counsel, approach the bench.

Okay, Miss Palmer,
no more editorializing.

Miss Lopez,
take some time for your client

to collect herself.

Court is in recess.

- HARRY: Six.
- CAMILLE: Where is he?

[groaning loudly]

Oh, Harry,
look at your breathing.

Camille?

Sherri said that you
stopped taking your medication.

Honey, you could die.

Die?
[laughing]

I still take that junk.

Why Sherri, you lied to me.

It was an emergency?

And you know what
you like the Fonzie.

- HARRY: Really?
- The Fonz or Fonz, not Fonz,

is that the last
time you watched TV? Wow.

How did you get her here?

I might have said
something about the FBI,

and suing the Linden
community, you know,

there's a chance
you can't go back.

You would end our lives
without asking us?

Like never, never, ever.

- Oh, my God.
- What am I supposed to do now

honey, it's been 30 years.

Anything you want, Mom,
anything you want, you are free.

HARRY: You know, Camille,

I've been here
for some time now,

and-- and being with
Sherri is kind of nice.

You know what,
what we could do is we could

rip out this lawn

and start our own
neighborhood garden.

- No, no, no, no, no.
- Yeah!

You know what else
La La Land is known for

besides tanning and beaches?
Guest houses.

Are you kicking us out?

No, you know what, I-- I--
I have to think about this.

Me too.

Miss Schmidt,
according to security records,

your key card was
swiped within minutes,

sometimes seconds
of Dr. Vasquez' card

more than 200 times last year.

Was that so you
could ride up and down

on the elevator with him?

Well, like you heard,
we worked a lot together.

So, on the day

that you vandalized
Dr. Vasquez' Mercedes,

you knew that
he would see you do it.

You wanted it, timed it
because you were looking

to have a confrontation,
weren't you?

Objection, argumentative.

Overruled. Answer the question,
Miss Schmidt.

No, I didn't mean to hurt him.

- I don't know--
- Oh, that's right.

Your emotions
were so overwhelming

that you can't recollect

bludgeoning Dr. Vasquez' skull

- with a tire iron.
- Objection, argumentative.

Sustained.

Your Honor, I'd like to revisit

the garage security footage.

Miss Schmidt, right...

here.

It appears

that you pause
before striking the victim.

- What were you looking at?
- I have no idea.

MAGGIE: At 4:42 p.m...

a car passed by here.

And if we follow
your line of sight,

it appears that you
stopped to look at it.

Do you remember that?

I don't remember anything.

Oh, that's right.

Because you were so overwhelmed

in this moment of passion.

And yet, somehow you stopped.

Contrary to what
most people believe,

pre-meditation does not require
some drawn out plan.

Pre-meditation can
occur within seconds

and in this case,
within six seconds.

Six seconds for you
to calculate your plan

because you were
cognizant of your guilt--

Objection, argumentative,
foundation, speculation.

Sustained.

No more questions, Your Honor.

[intriguing
instrumental playing]

This video, I can't figure out
what's bugging me.

Well, if you can't

figure it out now,

maybe take a break.

Okay.

[playful instrumental playing]

Oh, my God, your face.

I can see your fear.

I can see that you're scared

that we're turning
into this beans sweats,

no sex couple.

Ooh, how do we go
from beans and sweats

to no sex,
we're nowhere near that.

Listen, I am so gonna

put a smoking hot dress on
for you, like, so soon.

Whoa. Well then,
maybe I'll do the same.

Oh, yes, please.

[Luke laughing]

[long exhale]

This video is really
bothering you, isn't it?

Yeah, it's-- it's just like--

Let me take a look.

Okay, well, at least we know

it's a Dodgers fan, decal see?

Dodgers.

It's the same Honda Civic.

LUKE: And the same decal.

Larry, Darlene's
boyfriend was driving.

She stopped to look at him,

he must've driven her
to the garage that day.

That guy would
do anything for her.

I gotta find Larry.
Maybe he can help with the case.

Or hurt it. There could
be bad blood between those two

and then you've got a terrible
witness on your hands.

I've got nothing left to lose.

You know, attractive people
have an unfair advantage

in the judicial system.

And in life.

Ooh, when I think about it,

first thing
I thought when I saw you was,

"Goddamn, he's fine."

Does that make me shallow?

Well, the only reason
I stopped and talked to you was

because you were killing that
little sundress you had on. Woo!

So, wait a minute,
would you not have pretended

to ask for directions
if I wasn't good looking?

Baby, you are
a force of nature,

kind, great sense of humor...

but no.

[laughing]

Ow, I'm just--
I'm just being honest, baby.

But look, I truly enjoyed

unwrapping this
beautiful package.

Finding out how
amazing you really are.

[soft instrumental
music playing]

I was thinking I might
wear the powder blue tux

that I wore to my prom.

Yeah, but you didn't get laid

- when you went to prom.
- Zing!

AMY: Oh, look.

Vic, you're here, in LA,

twice in two weeks,
everything okay?

Everything is great.

I just came to visit my son
and his beautiful bride-to-be.

We're making dinner,
you hungry?

Always, and I will be right in.

I just need to chat
with my boy for one minute.

So, my 250 grand debt

evaporated overnight.

What the hell did you do?

Maybe you're better at
business than you realize, Vic.

VIC: Oh, come on, I raised you
to be smarter than that.

I was headed to Panama,
I can take care of myself.

I always do.

But you're here now, with us.

So, why don't you come inside,
help me and Amy make dinner?

Kurilinko is
going to chew you up

and spit you out
inside a chalk outline.

Fine.

I should've never
told you about him.

Ah, garlic!

You know what
the secret to garlic is?

You just keep adding more.

[intriguing music playing]

Please, please,
don't put Larry on the stand.

Okay, look,
I subpoenaed him to keep you

out of prison for
the rest of your days.

Think about your mother.

I'm sorry,
but this is not your call.

- Miss Lopez.
- Yes, Your Honor.

Mr. Dipner,
please tell the jury

what led up to the encounter

between Miss Schmidt
and Dr. Vasquez in the garage?

It was two days
after Vasquez got off.

There was a plan to smash
up that obnoxious car of his.

- EMILY: Miss Schmidt's plan?
- It was my idea.

- EMILY: What happened next?
- I chickened out.

And Darlene, she looked
so disappointed in me,

so she grabbed the tire iron,

and she went into
the garage herself.

I yelled at her to stop,
but she just said I should wait.

- Did you?
- LARRY: For a while,

but it was taking so long,
I started freaking out.

I drove around the garage
looking for her,

and that's when I saw
that doctor screaming at her.

Mr. Dipner, did you hear
any of the argument

between Miss Schmidt
and Dr. Vasquez?

Yeah, I heard Vasquez yell.

EMILY: What did
he say, Mr. Dipner?

He-- he shouted...

"You're too goddamned ugly

"for anyone to
believe that I raped you."

And then, she went nuts.

I-- I didn't recognize
who that person was.

So, you saw this...

crime of passion,

and you stopped it,
and you helped the doctor?

No, I drove off.

And left her there.

But none
of this would've happened

if it weren't for me.

It was my idea
to wreck his car,

and I am so sorry
that guys like that doctor,

they get away with everything.

EMILY: No further questions,
Your Honor.

LOLA: Cross, Miss Palmer?

Mr. Dipner, when Miss Schmidt
attacked the doctor,

did he have a weapon?

No.

Was her life in any danger?

- No.
- No further questions.

[suspenseful music playing]

Well, well, well,
new secret staircase.

Let's test out the acoustics.

La, la, la.

Lo, I've only got a second.
I gotta meeting, so...

Really? You okay?

What's going on?
Is wedding planning

- getting to you?
- Yeah. Yeah, that's it.

What's up?

LOLA: You gotta
fill me in on your case.

Head deputy DA
takes over a prelim

on a DUI injury case,
and then drops it.

What's going on?

Cops made procedural mistakes,

and there was different
testimony from the witnesses.

And you didn't shake out
any of those

inconsistencies sooner?
That is very un-Callany.

What, are you monitoring me?
Is this what judges do?

You guys sit around
and you gossip?

No, what? Mark-- Seriously?

- Yup.
- Go good.

Go good.

Has the jury reached a verdict?

We have, Your Honor.

LOLA: Foreperson,
please hand the verdict form

to the bailiff.

Thank you.

Will the defendant
please stand?

Go ahead.

As to count one,

attempted murder
with pre-meditation,

we, the jury find
the defendant not guilty.

As to count two,

attempted
voluntary manslaughter,

we, the jury find
the defendant guilty.

LOLA: Ladies
and gentleman of the jury,

thank you for your service.

Court is dismissed.

We got a lesser charge,

which means a more
lenient sentence, okay?

The jury believed you, this--
It's a win.

I'm still going to prison.

My-- my mother.

Listen, our office
does holistic law.

I will make sure
she gets social services.

I will.

[sighs]

[melancholic
instrumental music playing]

By the way, Miss Lopez,

you look beautiful today.

♪

[knocking on door]

- Success!
- [Lola chuckles] Let me see.

Wow, Lisa,

you have
elevated ID picture taking

to the next level.

Okay, smoke show.

Make-up artist
is my back-up gig.

[Lola laughing]

Have you ever had one
of those days as a judge

when you wanna break
glass in case of emergency?

Ooh, too many to count.

Lisa, you have been
finding an awful lot of reasons

to visit the HOJ lately.

Are you sure you
didn't lose your ID on purpose?

I thought that
the court of appeal

would be a scholarly challenge,
but maybe--

- maybe it's not for me.
- That's a big realization.

Yeah, I-- I miss
the vibrancy of trials.

The witnesses,
the juries, the messiness.

The judge's chambers.

You are forgetting
the headaches and the bailiffs

kung-fuing
people into submission.

[laughing] Oh, yeah.

Oh, speaking of messiness,

This trial today
was pretty damn ugly.

Yeah, despite my hardline,

I know how
troubling it is that a woman

who might have been
violated is going to prison.

Yet, if every victim

sought justice
through vigilantism--

It would be anarchy.

But still,
if our justice system

weren't so susceptible to bias,

victims might not resort
to taking matters

into their own hands.

Well, on a lighter note,

let's admire
my handywork one more time.

- [both laughing]
- It's pretty damn good.

[both laughing]

Ooh!

Oh, my,
Carmichael are you okay?

Yeah.

We need a less
dangerous carpet up here.

Is that the royal "we"

or are you
toying with coming back?

I plead the fifth, Your Honor.

♪

Hey, where are you?

I thought we were
meeting in your chambers?

LOLA: Look up.

You didn't--

No, I did not cash out

Bailey's college fund,

but I did rent her
for the weekend.

Wife, you are so far beyond
any model in any ad, ever.

Let's take this baby for a spin,
see what she can do.

But, within the speed limit
'cause I am a judge.

[Lola screaming]

♪

God, I'm exhausted.

Oh, the babushka.

I swear she's melting.

♪ Can't get
the gain without any pain ♪

♪ If this is the end,
I'm giving my all ♪

♪ I'm going out
with a bang ♪

♪ I'm going out with a bang,
I'm going out with a bang ♪

♪ Only the tough will remain ♪

♪ I'm rolling even if it
goes up in flames ♪

♪ I'm going out with a bang ♪

So, who's it from?

Uh, just for the neighbor kid.

Somebody must have
left it here by accident.

- You coming in?
- Yeah, yeah,

I'll be right there.

♪ Going out with a bang ♪

♪ Only the strong remain ♪

♪ I'm going
out with a bang ♪

♪ I'm going out
with a bang, ooh ♪

♪ I'm going out
with a bang ♪

♪ I'm going out with a bang,
I'm going out with a bang ♪

♪