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Previously on "All Rise"...

Why are you shutting me out?'Cause it's not about you.

There are things that I need
to work through by myself.

I'm sorry.

You wanted to talk to me
about something.

Mark Callan is
uncovering the truth.

Well, that sounds
like traitor talk, Watkins.

[ grunting ]

Get off of me!

You always make me feel like
I can take on the world.

I know it might sound crazy,
but Mark only kissed Rachel

because he is so madly
in love with you.

Is that not
why you're here?

♪

TIERRA WHACK: ♪ You got to be
the one that people ♪

♪ Looking up to

♪ I tried to reach the sun
but gum is stuck to my shoes ♪

[ line ringing ]

You've reached Mark Callan.
Leave a message.[ beep ]

Mark Callan.
Lola Carmichael here.

So, uh, little hiccup.

Call me back. Thank you.

"Little hiccup."
I inadvertently told Amy

that you kissed Rachel.
- Ooh, you told who to what?

I assumed the purpose

of her visit was that
she already knew about the kiss.

You assumed? You always say
when you assume--I know what I say.

Don't use my words
against me outside a--

What the hell
-are you wearing?
-Father's nursing assistant

to help me and Bailey bond.

Helps simulate
her mama's touch.

-Mamas are way better.
-You're heading back
to work,

so I'm ensuring that her
transition is smooth as silk.

- Or milk.
- Dad jokes? So soon?

You've reached Mark Callan--

Ugh! Why does he keep
sending me to voicemail?

What the hell is he doing? line ringing ]

[ whistling ]

[ cellphone buzzing ]

-Sorry. Turning it off.
-Are we almost done?

It's getting late,
and baby's on schedule.

I know how that goes.
I got a newborn baby niece.

- Cutest thing.
- How is her sleep cycle?

It's...good.
Uh, look, Pete,

on the stand tomorrow,
I'm gonna ask you questions.

Just answer truthfully.
For example, I will ask you

if you recall seeing
the defendant,

Sergei Kirilenko,
on January 7, 2020.

Yeah. I saw him
kill my brother.

It's painful, I know,
but on the stand,

I'm gonna need you
to step it out a little bit.

Do you need to reread
-your statement?
-No, I don't need
to read it.

- He killed my--
- It was more than a year ago

but it's like yesterday.
He's distraught.

I understand the position
you're in,

given the sensitive nature
of the crime,

pressure you're feeling
from your family.

-Both your families.
-Pete's spent his life
avoiding his family.

No matter where I go,
I can't get away from mine.

My brother despises me.

The idea of seeing Sergei
terrifies me.

- We just want this to be done.
- It'll be over soon.

Uh, deputies are
waiting for you outside.

Sorry if
I missed anything.

If Luke wasn't AWOL, I wouldn't
need you here tonight.

He had a thing.
I'm glad to fill in.

So, I'm catching up.

Her brother killed
her husband's brother?

The Petrovics and Kirilenkos
despise each other.

Olga's brother killed
Pete's brother.

Her grandfather was murdered
by his great uncle.

The Kirilenkos did a drive-by
-at their wedding.
-What?

Olga and Pete are
our star-crossed lovers.

It sounds like
a real "West Side Story."

Which side are the Sharks?

I was always more a Shark
than a Jet.

I wish we could sing and dance
our way to a conviction.

I have them hiding out
in protective custody

during the trial,
hiding from their own families.

Bravo wants
this case, bad.

Do you need me still?
-I'm meeting friends.
-Go ahead.

Lola's called me
like a hundred times.[ cellphone buzzing ]

Hello. What's up?
Is Bailey okay?

LOLA: Bailey's fine.
It's you I'm worried about.

So, here's the thing.

I may have caused a little
problem for you at home.

♪

[ exhales deeply ]

[ dog barking in distance ]

Amy?

[ sighs ][ switch clicks ]

Hey. [ sighs ]

[ door closes ]

Lola told me
she told you.

I understand
if you're mad.

Why--why--why--
why would I be mad?

Because my boyfriend
kissed his best friend?

Or because his other
best friend told me about it?

She's not my best friend.
Rachel's like a normal friend.

Who's conveniently
not answering my calls.

-Wonder why.
-Can I--

Amy ...m sorry.

Can I just say
what actually ha--No, don't say anything.

Really. It's fine.
It's just,

well, I can't eat anything
because I have

this awful taste of betrayal
in my mouth.

And I can't quit
Audubon and Associates

because my name's
on all the bills,

and there's too much debt.

And I can't quit this house
because, luckily,

someone just closed
30-day escrow on my condo.

- So, I'm stuck.
- It was a mistake, okay?

Yeah, let's talk
about mistakes.

Moving in together
-seems to have been a mistake.
-Oh--

Saying "I love you"--
mistake.

I screwed up, obviously.
Give me a chance, okay?

Let me say what actu--Don't...say...anything!

What do you want me to do?

For starters,
you can grab your bag,

and you can leave.

[ dog barking in distance ]

[ scoffs ]

It was one dumb mistake.

And you want to throw
all this away?

-Just like that?
-No, you threw this away
just like that.

♪

[ door slams ]

♪

[ forceful knocking ][ gasps ]

Hello?

[ rattling ]

♪

[ rattling resumes ]

[ under breath ] Okay.

[ exhales deeply ]

Whoever you are,
I am armed.

I'm calling
the local LAPD division.

I know the senior lead officer
by name.

She will be here
in two minutes.

[ rattling continues ]

[ whispers ] What the hell is...

[ grunts ]

Luke.

[ groans ]

What happened to you?

Got into
a stupid bar fight.

What are you doing getting
in bar fights, Luke?

-And why are you here?
-Don't have
anywhere else to go.

-Well, how about a hospital?
-No, no, no.

Or should we call
-the police?
-Listen, I don't want
to go to hospi--no.

I don't want--look...

I got into a fight.
I took the worst of it.

Were you fighting
a freaking bear, Luke?

-My God.
-My head.

My head feels foggy.

Okay, you might have
a concussion.

I really think that you
should go to the hospital.

- I'm not going to a hospital.
- Okay. Fine.

Then I'm gonna get ice
and a first aid kit, okay?

Okay.

[ groans ]

Captioned by
Los Angeles Distribution
and Broadcasting, Inc.

-What are you doing here?
-Amy kicked me out
of the house.

I guess since you had
your little Bean,

you just couldn't wait
to spill mine.

-Thank you for that.
-Spill your beans?

The responsible thing
would've been

for you to spill
your own damn beans,

instead of leaving your beans

bubbling on the pot
for me to spill.

-Oh, this is my fault now?
-I didn't kiss anybody

I didn't marry
or give birth to.

I'm not here
-to talk about it.
-Then why are you here?

Ah, uh, he called me.

Asked if he can crash
in the guest house tonight.

We are not running a B&B
for philanderers.

Trust me, I'd rather be
at the Langham

than the Hotel Lolacoaster,
but this is the most

COVID-safe place
I could think of,

since I'm homeless now.
Thank you for that, too.

Don't be mad at me. Be mad at
those thin little lips of yours.

Guest house is open.
I'll bring some pillows

-and blankets in a minute.
-Thank you, Robin.
Very considerate.

What time is breakfast?

These thin little lips
sure do love scrambled eggs.

Well, I would scramble
your eggs,

if Amy hadn't done it already!

♪

[ sighs ]

Nightcap? Hey.

You, sir, are a mind reader.[ bottles clink ]

She even folded my suit,
which is great.

Some cold suds
for your soul.

- [ sighs ]
- You want to talk about it?

Her loss, right?

Over Rachel? I mean,
that meaningless kiss.

It wasn't even some,
like, great kiss.

It...whatever. [ sighs ]

What you working on?

Petrovic and Kirilenko.

Whoa, Sergei Kirilenko?
The big, bad wolf, eh?

He ambushed Mike Petrovic
in his own driveway.

Third-striker charged
with first-degree murder

and a gun enhancement.
He's looking at 100 to life.

- Yeah, if it sticks.
- Be positive.

I've got a witness--
Pete Petrovic.

He's an outcast, no ties,
no criminal record. Civilian.

I had Mike Petrovic's dad
on a RICO charge.

He dropped some bodies
and skated.

Oh, I would love to get
my teeth back

into some Petrovics
and Kirilenkos.

You can have my leftovers.

My plan is to put this guy
on the canvas.

Good luck.
You know what they say--

everybody has a plan till
they get punched in the mouth.

After today, I could
use an orthodontist.

Mark, you're welcome to stay
as long as you need.

But you know, I gotta
keep Lola in the loop,

-so what's the plan?
-Rocky Balboa Theory.

You know,
you get knocked down,

get back up again,
run some sand dunes,

get back in the ring,
try to put a few notches

in the win column.

Plenty of fighters
in the sea, right?

Now, actually, Rocko
was a one-woman man.

-Might work out for Marko.
-Yeah.

- Night.
- Night.

Don't be nervous.

It's just a practice quiz,
Nikki. Just do your best.

Hey, you are on
the honor system, okay?

- Bye.
- Bye. Thank you, Sara.

[ computer chirps ]
Honor system for a teenager?

You are insane.
No, teenagers are

woeful, lustful,
sinful creatures.

- She's 12.
- Yeah, not for long.

- Ooh! I am so excited.
- Oh, what is it?

State-of-the-art
air purifier.

A particle sensor designed
for high-traffic spaces.

This bad boy will execute
any pollutants

within 1,000 square feet.
It's what the Pentagon uses.

Ooh, the Pentagon.
Wait, are we at war?

Yeah, we're at war
with cooties.

No, Lola's coming back,
and I want the air

so clean
you can breathe it.

[ "I Just Don't Know What To Do
With Myself" by Cissy Houston ]

Uh...

♪ Somebody, won't you help me? Hmm.

Ooh! I like
the Pentagon's aesthetic.

This is not
from the Pentagon.

♪ 'Cause I don't know
what to do ♪

And this is not for me.
It's for 402.

[ sighs ] It's a replica of 402.
Who would buy this?

I've gotta go deal with this.
I'll be right back.

♪ I'm so used to
doing everything with you ♪

♪ Planning everything
for two ♪

♪ But now that we're through

Sorry. It's my new routine.

Last thing I do
before I leave, I skate!

How do you feel?

- Better.
- Better's good.

You look bright-eyed.
That's encouraging.

Want a ride into work?

No, I'm not going.
I earned some R&R.

You know, I have nothing
on my schedule

except a couple prelims
after lunch,

and I could seriously
use some R&R, too.

[ skate thuds ][ sighs ] So...

[ sighs ] What should we do?

Actually, I'm gonna head home.
I need to shower.

Yeah, you--you really do.

I'm kidding.

Listen, I'm not gonna
let you go home

and just stew in your own
misery. It's not gonna happen.

You know, my grandma
used to say,

"Nena, pero,
why eat misery stew

when pollo guisado
tastes better?"

-What's that?
-Well, you're gonna find out
while you help me cook it.

Uh-huh. I'm just gonna
call Carol

and let her know
that I will be in late,

and you should call in, too.

Oh.

[ sighs ]

[ sighs ] Oh, God.

Where is Luke?
He's my second chair.

I got a trial,
starts in 15 minutes.

He hasn't called in
or texted.

It's not like him.
I'm a little worried.

Call Doug,
the D.A. investigator,

tell him to swing by Luke's
while he's out and about.

Meantime, I got
the Kirilenko case

and a missing second chair.
What do you say?

Good thing Second Chair Sam
is free, huh?

- Oh. All right.
- Let's go.

♪

Ralph Carson?

Oh.

I cannot thank you enough.

-You have saved my world.
-Please.

By all means, explain.

What's to explain?
It's a miniature courthouse

and a mini judicial staff.

Well, that's what
begs explanation.

It's mine. That's really
all you need to know.

Oh, is that
-an Exe-Cool purifier?
-It is.

- That's mine.
- I beg your pardon?

Clearly it was delivered
here by mistake.

- It's mine.
- [ laughs ]

That's funny.
How could it be yours

when I got it
for my allergies?

[ chuckles ] Allergies.

Allergy--

Oh, that's how you
want to play it.

Oh, oh, fine, fine, fine.
Yeah, I can play rough.

Ask about me. Yep. Okay.

Here's the deal.

My air purifier for
your little toy set, okay?

Starting tomorrow,
I will crush one figurine

for every hour you keep
my purifier.

Wait. What are you doing?

Till you give me back
my air purifier,

your little world is mine.

♪ Watch me go, ooh, yeah

Ooh. Okay.

So, the trick is,
in the sofrito, right?

Because too little,
it's too bland.

Too much, you're paying out
both ends, you know?

[ sighs ]

- Did you call in sick?
- My phone died.

So you said "bar fight."

What are we talking,
we talking brouhaha,

we talking fisticuffs,
we talking saloon brawl?

- Just leave it alone.
- How can I?

You need to talk about it,
Luke. Let it out.

There's nothing to say.

[ sighs ]

Every time I try
to make things right,

it just seems like
they get worse.

Luke, you're the most
stand-up guy I know.

Whatever is going on,
you're on the right side.

Am I? 'Cause it
doesn't feel like it.

It just feels like it's
me against the world

and the world is
a big bully.

You know, whenever the world
wants a piece of me,

I say bring it.

Bigger the bully,
the harder I punch.

Like Maggie Palmer,
for instance.

Do you know
what I would give

to get in a bar fight
with that woman?

[ chuckles ]

Thank you.

There's that smile.

You know that's the first thing
I noticed about you?

You're always so serious now.

I guess life
got in the way.

Okay, well, I have to head to
the office for a little bit.

Just stir it and then,

turn the heat down
in about an hour.

- I can do that.
- All right.

- Hey, Em?
- Yeah?

Thanks.[ cellphone ringing ]

Yeah.

[ ringing continues ]

Just get that. Bye.[ beep ]

[ cellphone chimes ]

McCARTHY:
Hey, Luke. Call me, bud.

Bye now.

♪

My family and I aren't close,

except for my brother.

Your brother Mikhail,
the victim.

Mike. Yeah.
The victim.

I'm sorry.
I know it's painful,

but can we talk about
the night in question?

January 7, 2020.

I went to see Mike
and his kids.

It had been too long.
The stay home hit right after

-me and Olga were married.
-Olga Kirilenko,

the defendant's sister.

Must have caused some friction
between the two families.

Objection, Your Honor.
Relevance?

Mr. Kirilenko's views
on marital bliss

-are not on trial.
-It goes to motive,
Your Honor.

There's a lot of history
between the families.

Let's get to it, counsel.

Yes, Your Honor.
Mr. Petrovic,

could you tell me
what happened

on the night of
January 7, 2020, at 7:43 p.m.?

Mike and I
were on his porch.

I'd just told him
that Olga was pregnant.

And then a black Dodge Charger
screeches up, and...

-Sergei jumps out.
-Serge Kirilenko,
the defendant?

Yeah, he starts going off
in Russian,

coming up the driveway.
He's yelling about Olga.

He hates Olga. And Mike--he's--
he's shouting back at him.

He goes over to--
to confront him, and...

Mike would've beat his ass.

But Sergei pulled out a gun,
and he starts shooting him,

and he keeps shooting
and shooting.

So I ducked for cover,
but Mike--

I--I saw he--
he tried to crawl away,

a-and Sergei stands over him,
and...

and he shoots him
two more times.

-And what happened next?
-Sergei jumped back
in his car

and sped off.
I, uh, ran over to Mike.

He was struggling
to breathe.

And--and--and I held him
in my lap.

And he died...

...in my arms.

My brother.

-My best friend.
-Thank you, Pete.

I'm so sorry.

No further questions,
-Your Honor.
-Mr. Tartan, your cross.

Mr. Petrovic...
[ clears throat ]

do you know a man
named Jesse Bird?

Yes, I do.
Jesse works for me.

Uh, I've known him
for about three years.

And you spoke to Mr. Bird
on January 7, 2020.

Correct?
I'll be more specific.

You spoke to Mr. Bird
on January 7, 2020

at 7:43 p.m., correct?

- Yes.
- And during that phone call,

you told Mr. Bird
you were sitting by the pool

in the backyard of
your brother's house, correct?

- Yes, correct.
- Mr. Bird heard

several gunshots
in the background.

He was scared for you.
He asked you what happened,

and you said you had no idea.

- You didn't see it.
- Objection. Hearsay.

I'll allow it as foundational.
Mr. Petrovic?

-Correct.
-You were in the backyard
at the time of the shooting,

not the driveway.
You did not see it,

did you, Mr. Petrovic?

- Did you?
- No, I...did not.

So, just to be clear,
you did not see the shooting.

- Nothing further, Your Honor.
- Your Honor, may we take

a short recess?
- I see no need, Your Honor.

The witness' testimony
is what it is.

- [ whispers ] You're next.
- What did you say?

- You trying to hurt me?
- Objection.

Come and try, man.
Come and try!

- [ speaks Russian ]
- Order!

Mr. Petrovic, I do not
tolerate outbursts.

Mr. Kirilenko,
I refuse to allow contempt.

If you persist,
-you will be removed.
-Your Honor--

Your Honor--Let's all agree that
it is my time to speak.

I had my concerns
about this case.

I know how difficult it is
to try organized crime cases

and not find yourself
at a circus.

I understand the stakes.

We are close to the end
of this trial.

We will reconvene
in the morning

and finish this
in a civilized manner

befitting all parties.

Thank you, Mr. Petrovic.
You are excused.

♪

I don't understand.
Why would you lie, Pete?

-Sergei shot my brother.
-You didn't see it.

You told several
police officers you saw it.

You told me the same thing.
You picked the guy

out of a six-pack, but you
didn't see the shooting.

Which you just admitted to,
on the record,

in court, under oath.

Pete has been through a lot.
He is doing his best, please.

Sergei deserves to go away.

Mr. Petrovic,
that is not in doubt.

- He's gonna go free.
- Sergei will never go free.

This is who he is,
this violence,

this is
who he's always been.

He's bound to it.
My whole family is.

Which is why I wanted
to nail him,

but it just got a whole hell
of a lot tougher.

[ sighs ]

♪

[ thud ][ man grunts ]

[ man groans ]

[ clears throat ]

No purifier, no courthouse.

Show yourself,
or I will snap the heads

off your figurines
-one at a time.
-I don't have your purifier.

And I don't have
your courthouse.

- Oh, it's right there!
- Where?

I--I--I don't see it.

All I see is something
for the trash later.

- Oh, you wouldn't dare.
- Oh, wouldn't I?

You don't know me.

Look, either you return
the courthouse--

O-o-o-or what,
tough guy?

Or I will be forced to file
a complaint with Judge Benner.

Go ahead!
I know Judge Benner well,

and she does not look kindly
on thieves.

Then what will she
-think of you?
-She loves me.

-She won't when I'm done.
-People mistake my kindness
for weakness.

Last year walked all over me
and kicked me in the teeth.

I am nobody's doormat.

Oh!

Tick-tock, dude.

Yes, sir, I went over
his statement

with him several times.

I had no reason to doubt
its veracity.

[ mouths words ]

No, I still have
the ball, sir.

I'm going to win the game.
If I can just keep

the Petrovics safe in
protective custody, then I--

Mr. Bravo?

Sir?

Mr. Bravo?
What happened to Louis?

He said,
"'Louis' is for my friends."

Ooh.
Kiss of friendship death.

I'm deep diving back
into the files tonight.

You need some company?
I'm free.

Appreciate it.
Luke should be here.

Doug went to his house
earlier today.

No one answered the door,
no car in the driveway.

Troy says if Luke doesn't
show up tomorrow,

we're sending up
an emergency flare.

When was the last time
-you heard from him?
-Last night.

He went out drinking
with his sheriff buddies,

and his phone's been dead
all day.

You're just
telling me this now?

Try him again.
We can't wait till tomorrow.

[ sighs ]

Ringing.

Luke! Are you okay?
Where are you?

[ knock on door ]

Hey.
Come on. He's out back.

- Oh, man.
- Luke, what happened?

-I got into a fight, I'm fine.
-A fight?

With your sheriff buddies
from my list?

I'd rather
not talk about it.

They did this to you.

Luke, we need to file
a report,

hit each and every one
of them with an assault case.

Isn't that
par for the course?

You see me,
and your first thought is,

"How can I use this
to help Mark?"

I am trying to help you, man.

If it ties back
into the list, then--

I got my ass kicked
for your stupid list!

I went drinking with them.
Things got heated,

I threw a punch.
-They'll claim self-defense.
-Then we'll bust that claim,

and then we'll
-break 'em down in court.
-Maybe he doesn't want
to do court.

I get it, you're scared,
but this is

no time to be afraid, Luke.

What the hell do you know?
You thinking for me?

-Do you want to fight me?
-Okay. Hey, Mark.

Let's, uh, let's talk
inside, yeah?

Okay?

[ sighs ]

Luke, are you okay?

I'm peachy, Sam. Thanks.

How are you, good?
Healthy?

You don't have to be snide.

- You working a case?
- I can't tell you that.

Oh, you just did.
With Luke?

-Emily.
-Mark. You are in my house,
and I am not an idiot.

Does this have to do with
his ties to the sheriffs?

And his own personal
Darth Vader,

his old training officer,
Wayne McCarthy.

I think Luke's holding on
to old allegiances.

What they did to him
does not look

like he's holding on
to old allegiances,

even if that's not
clear to you.

Mark grilled me
for his dumb list,

and I went looking for answers,
for him.

I think maybe for me,
but I got his answers

all over my face,
but sure, I'm okay.

I'm so sorry. I'm--

I was scared.

I'm so sorry.

- Take care of him.
- Always.

[ sighs ]

[ "Nobody But Me"
by The Human Beinz playing ]

♪

♪ No-no, no

♪ No, no, no-no-no, no, no

♪ No-no, no, no-no-no

♪ No-no, no, no

♪ No-no, no, no-no, no

- ♪ Nobody can do the--
- Shimmy!

♪ Like I do,
nobody can do the-- ♪

- Shake!
- ♪ Like I do

- ♪ Nobody can do the--
- Boogaloo!

♪ Like I do,
nobody can do the-- ♪

- Philly!
- ♪ Like I do

- ♪ Oh, yeah
- ♪ Nobody

♪ Nobody, nobody

All right, let's go back,
figure it out.

What do we know?
7:40 p.m.,

defendant's car
is two blocks away.

[ tires screeching ] MARK: 7:44 p.m., 9-1-1 call.

Neighbor across the street
reports hearing yelling

followed by multiple gunshots.

[ gunshots ]

Pete didn't see it,
but it happened.

- It was in the driveway.
- WOMAN: 9-1-1.

- What's your emergency?
- MAN: There were four shots

just across the street,
and now a woman screaming.

- Send the police, please.
- [ woman screams ]

[ siren wailing ]

[ woman screams ]

[ dials cellphone ]

Ms. Petrovic? Mark Callan.

I'm sorry for the late hour.
Listen, we need to talk.

♪

Babe, I'm getting good
at this nap time thing.

I put Bailey down
in record speed.

It is a science.

So I was thinking,
maybe Mark could

watch the Notorious B.C.T.
- "Notorious B.C.T."?

Bailey Carmichael Taylor.

- [ laughs ] Not bad.
- Thank you.

So if Mark agrees, maybe we can
have some quality time.

We just binge-watched
"The Wire."

-That was quality time.
-No, no, no, I'm talking quality
quality time.

Don't do
the lip-biting thing.

- [ mutters ]
- Boy, if you don't stop,

we gon' end up
with B.C.T. the sequel.

[ chuckles ]
So, can I ask him?

- Sure.
- Hot damn!

- Did you apologize?
- For what?

For ratting him out to Amy.
That was wrong.

That was wrong?

Him kissing Rachel--
that wasn't wrong?

No, I mean,
they're both wrong. Both wrong.

Mark was definitely
more wrong.

- More wrong?
- Hmm.

♪

- Room service. Hey.
- Hey.

Lola thought I could use
some time out here

-instead of quality time.
-Welcome to the doghouse.

Spent my fair share of time
bunking in here.

I've been trying to
prove to her

that I can do
this daddy thing,

but I keep screwing it up
somehow.

Come work for me. I got
screwing up down to an art form.

[ chuckles ]
Ah, the case.

-Pete Petrovic lied.
-Yeah, the Petrovics
always did

prefer their own form
of justice.

Yeah, but I think I know
why he lied.

He was protecting
the real witness--

his wife,
Olga Kirilenko Petrovic.

Damn. Ain't she smack-dab
in the middle of things?

-She's at the center of this.
-So you think
you can sweet-talk her

into testifying
against her brother?

Protective custody
ends soon.

I can't offer her
what she needs--

protection, safety,

a chance for her family
to change.

What if you could?

♪

Olga, Pete jeopardized
the whole case,

but we still have a chance.
I re-read his statement.

The neighbor
said he heard gunshots

immediately followed
by a woman screaming.

Pete didn't witness
the shooting. It was you.

You were there.
Pete lied to protect you.

- Olga, if you testify--
- I can't.

I won't.

You want me to take the stand
against Sergei, hmm?

You know what that means
for me?

I get it. It isn't easy

to put your own brother
away in prison.

I don't care about him.

If Pete's family knew
I was there,

they would think
I set Mike up,

in which case
they will kill me.

If I take the stand
against Sergei,

then my family that
has already cut me off,

disowned me,
they will take me away,

and they will torture me,
and then they will kill me.

You think they care
about my baby?

Their flesh and blood
with a Petrovic name?

Hmm. Forgive me.

Forgive Pete for trying
to protect me and our son.

Olga, let us help you.

Help me? Let me tell you
about Sergei.

My first memory is him
getting expelled

from high school
for stabbing a teacher.

He burned his ex-girlfriend's
house down.

My whole life I have been
running away from him,

trying to break free
from my family,

and I'm not stopping now,
not with this baby.

Pete and I cut our families off
because we want

to raise this baby
without family problems.

But there is no place
-like that.
-What if there was?

I'm trying to understand
why you need more time, counsel.

You rest, the defense rests,
we move on.

I'm aware, Your Honor.
However, new information

has come to light
that the People

need time to investigate
before resting.

Defense is ready now,
Your Honor.

Your Honor, if we could
just have until lunch.

What is this new information,
specifically?

The People may have identified

the actual percipient witness
to the shooting.

You gonna call
-Pinocchio next, counsel?
-Enough.

You two are trying
my patience.

I'll give you till after
the lunch break,

and not a moment longer.

[ knock on door ]

Hey, pal.

How are we doing?

Mind if I come in?

Nice digs for a lawyer.

Your girl does all right
for herself.

- She's not my girl anymore.
- You broke up?

Oh. Y'all were cute.

Checked all
-the diversity boxes.
-What are you doing here?

Checking on you.
You had a bad beat,

-figuratively and literally.
-What are you doing,
tailing me?

How'd you even know
I was here?

Well, you know me.
I have my ways.

Look, you said you wanted
to talk to me.

I thought you were
stopping by the station.

You know why I didn't.

You had your goon squad
touch me up,

so I don't need to talk.
I need you to go.

Easy, son. Your attitude just
needed a little tune-up.

There's nothing wrong
with my attitude.

I didn't stomp
on anybody's ribs.

In fairness, you did throw
the first punch.

-The boys reacted.
-I saw the sheriffs' reaction
from the other side.

No wonder why folks
hate us.

Yeah, well,
that's the problem.

You want to be a lawyer,
fine.

But people get hurt
when they buck their past.

And people around 'em
get hurt as well.

You've made your point.
-You need to go.
-Sure.

I'll go. [ sips ]

Then you'll go,

but your girlfriend will
be here one night, alone,

and oops.[ mug shatters ]

[ grunts ]
There's no fence-sitting!

You're either with us,
or you're against us!

- It's your choice.
- It was never my choice.

You took that out of my hand.
No more!

[ both grunting ]

You forgot where
you come from!

[ gun cocks ]

You're forgetting
where you are.

This is my house.
You are trespassing.

-I want you out now.
-You know how to use
that thing?

Would you like to find out?

She's a keeper.

See ya, bud.

You tell me
what the hell is going on,

or you are getting
kicked out next.

Was that McCarthy?

Does he know that I haven't
slept in two days,

-that I almost shot him?
-Em, I'm sorry.

Okay?
I shouldn't have come.

I brought this to your door,
and that's on me.

Hey.

Hey.

I know why we broke up.

[ shakily ] What?

It was my fault.[ gasps ]

The night of the protest,

I stood with them, and I
should've stood with you,

and I didn't, and it's been
hellish ever since.

And I'm afraid
that it's too late.

I know why I came here.

Because I've been
so scared...

and this is one of the only
places that I feel safe.

You are safe with me.

Always.

Wait, wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait,

wait, wait, whoa.
What are we doing?

Wait.

I don't know. I'm sorry.
I don't know.

♪

- Luke...
- I'm sorry.

You're with Joaquin now,
and I need to accept that

-and move on.
-Okay, listen.

Yes, Joaquin is a part
of that, yes.

But this is about me
and my choices.

My new mission is to
not repeat old behaviors,

to try new things.

So I rock climb,
and I ride motorcycles

and I skate
through the house.

I'm gonna bungee jump
one day.

My therapist told me to stop
swimming in the same old waters,

to start
chasing new waterfalls,

so that--so that--so that
when I lose a case

or God forbid,
another client,

so that I'm not stuck.

So that I have new habits
to fall back on.

- So I'm an old bad habit.
- No. That's--

[ sighs ]

I can't keep running back
to my old ways.

I can't keep doing that.

And not just because
you're a great kisser,

which...wow.

I miss that.

Oh, I miss you.

Your hair,

your laugh.

That face
that you make when you--Stop.

So what, I'm just old,
stale, hot dog water?

[ both laugh ]

What does that mean
for us?

I have no idea.

But whatever it is,
it's gonna be new.

How would you characterize
your relationship

with your brother,
-the defendant?
-Fear.

I have been afraid of Sergei
my entire life.

Objection, Your Honor.

Sibling rivalry
isn't relevant.

Overruled. This speaks
to witness credibility.

-I'll allow it.
-Ms. Petrovic,

would you please tell us
what you did

on January 7, 2020?

Pete and I went over
to his brother's house--Mike.

Um ...te and Mike hadn't

seen each other much
since our wedding.

Pete wasn't welcome
around this family.

- Why is that?
- Objection.

Relevance.
Calls for speculation.

Overruled. I'll allow it.

Because he married a Kirilenko--
me.

Um, but Pete and Mike
stayed in touch,

and we went over
for a special occasion.

Pete was going to tell Mike
we were having a baby.

Mike was so thrilled,
he actually hugged me.

Said he'd never hugged
a Kirilenko before.

[ speaking Russian ]

- MARK: Your Honor.
- Quiet, Mr. Kirilenko.

Go on, Mrs. Petrovic.

And what happened next?

Pete was in the backyard
on a call.

I was in the front
with Mike.

He talked about having us
over more often,

about how much
he missed Pete,

about how excited he was
to be an uncle,

and then Sergei came there
for me.

He yelled
disgusting things at me.

He challenged Mike,

and Mike didn't back down,

so Sergei shot him,

and then he shot him
again and again.

Mike crawled away...

and Sergei stood over him
and shot him twice more.

And then he looked
right at me...

and he smiled.

No further questions,
Your Honor.

You're dead to me!

Dead to the family![ gavel bangs ]

-You can't hide from me, Olga!
-Mr. Kirilenko!
Mr. Kirilenko!

No matter what happens...[ gavel bangs ]

Mr. Kirilenko!...you can't hide.

One more outburst,
and I'll have bailiffs

drag you from this courtroom,

and you'll spend the rest
of this trial

listening from lockup!
Do you understand?!

[ sighs ]

Mr. Tartan.
Cross-examination?

♪

I have, uh,
no questions, Your Honor.

In the matter of
the People vs. Sergei Kirilenko,

as to count one, a violation of

Penal Code section 187[a],
murder,

the Court finds
the defendant guilty.

As to the allegation
that the murder was willful,

deliberate, and premeditated,
the Court

finds that allegation
to be true.

The clerk will record
the verdicts as read.

[ gavel bangs ]

[ sighs ]

[ lowered voice ]
How did you get Olga to talk?

With a little help
from a friend.

-What if you could?
-I'm good, Robin.
I'm not God.

No, no, no, you're not,

but maybe I could help you,
if you help me.

But your boss isn't gonna
-like it.
-I'm listening.

I'm scheming on
a transfer back home.

I could expedite that
if I snag a massive case,

something like
the Kirilenkos.

I don't think this murder
rises to the federal level.

Ah, but Olga Petrovic does.

She's the thread
that I'm looking for.

Now if she could help me,

I'll put her family
in Witness Protection

someplace nobody
can hurt them. What's in this for you?

I need you to watch Bailey
for a few nights.

Me and Lo need
some quality time.

Ah.

- Nice.
- Won't be so nice

when Mr. Bravo hears I handed

LA's biggest crime family
over to the Feds.

He wanted their head
on his spike.

I knew it. You are a crook.

I am no crook.

I'm a problem solver.

Every court I went to had
missing parcels or packages

delivered to the wrong place.

So I started chasing
other missing packages

and realized we have
-a new mailman.
-Clarence.

- What happened to Jason?
- He retired.

-Oh.
-Anyway, I eventually found

your air purifier
in Courtroom 208.

J.A. just hadn't gotten around
to delivering it, so...

-thought I would.
-Well, problem solved.
Thank you.

You're not a crook.
I apologize.

- I'm Sherri.
- Ralph Carson.

So tell me, Ralph,
Ralph Carson,

'cause I have to know,

why a dollhouse courthouse?

I'm glad you asked,
Sherri.

I spent a year in a rut.

- I tried crystals.
- Oh, me, too.

- I tried meditating.
- Me, too.

[ chuckles ]
And nothing worked.

What I realized is,
I was just damn lonely.

- Me, too.
- Yeah. I needed something new,

and then I saw
this documentary

about a widower who used
a dollhouse

to get over his grief by
recreating his happiest moments.

So that's what I'm doing.

Court's where I'm happiest,
and...

I'm just trying to
hold on to that.

That is the most beautiful
thing I've ever heard.

I-I feel the same way
about 802,

about last year,
about all of it.

Wow. [ chuckles ]
We have so much in common.

Yeah, we do. [ chuckles ][ chuckles ]

Can I just say...

I love your shoes.

Oh, th--these old things?

[ giggles ] Really?

Oh.

I love your turtleneck.

Oh...thank you.

[ chuckles ]

I love your smile.

♪

[ gasps ]

Sorry!

[ cart wheels rolling ]

[ sighs ]

-Sorry.
-I'm not.

This has been
a rough year.

That is the hottest thing
I've touched in a long time.

I mean, I just need
something new, you know?

Something to get me
out of this rut,

make me sing again,
you know?

But do not judge me.

-What?
-And please, don't tell
Judge Carmichael.

I wouldn't judge you,
and I would never tell.

It's just, um ...e? Here comes
the judgment.

No. You've got, um...

It's, uh...

[ gasps ] Oh.

[ chuckles ]

[ Peter Gabriel's
"In Your Eyes" playing ]

♪

♪ Love

♪

♪ I get so lost sometimes

I said don't say anything.

Of course, you lean
into the opposite.

Everything I know about love

I learned
-from John Cusack movies.
-Well, that explains so much.

-What do you want, Mark?
-I'm not running away, Amy.

I want to come home.

And I don't expect you
to let me...yet.

But I need you to understand,
I haven't eaten in two days.

I've barely slept,
and that's my fault.

I screwed up,
and I lied to you,

but that's the old Mark.

The new Mark is
100% transparent.

Are you talking
-in the third person?
-Yes.

Mark is, because Mark...

I love you. I do.

♪ All my instincts...

I don't want to do life
without you.

I want to be by your side
every step of the way.

And the more I've thought
about that,

the more sure of it I am.

♪ Without a noise...

I have a serious question
I want to ask you, Amy.

♪ I reach out
from the inside ♪

Amy Quinn, will you--

Don't...even.

♪ In your eyes

I have had time to think
about this, too.

You and Rachel kissed,
and that's on you two.

But what happens next,
that's on me.

♪ ...a thousand churches

I've rushed into things
before.

I'm not doing that again.

I'll wait.[ music clicks off ]

Long as it takes.

We'll see.

[ footsteps depart ]

[ door opens and closes ]

[ telephone
ringing in distance ]

Mr. Watkins.

- Good to see you.
- It's good to be seen.

- Luke has thoughts.
- Oh, yeah? What about?

I think I know how to bring
Deputy Wayne McCarthy

crashing down to the ground.

You in?

♪