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Mr. Judge?

I, quite frankly, think Americans should feel

the freedom to take matters into their own hands.

Mm-hmm.

Yes.

Is there nothing you can do?

I see.

Are you sure?

Mm-hmm.

A small to-do, he says.

That's the way Garlands do it.

Sweetheart, let's think about this--

As planned with our heads held high.

My body, my choice! My body, my choice!

- A small to-do, Mallory? - Not too late to turn back.

Hey, hey, ho, ho!

Hey, hey, ho, ho!

♪ We'll do this dude while He's slurping spaghetti ♪

You know Kimmer's not here, right?

That's OK. I can go grab 'em.

I highly doubt the board will approve

So for now, just--

Oh, God, it-- that's horrible.

Maybe it's a misplaced

They were doing a unit on civil rights.

I promise you, he will be punished accordingly.

I don't want a punishment. I want expulsion.

plus I'm on the fundraising committee,

Or I go to the press.

And it won't be Channel 4 Action News at 11 or whatever.

It will be The Tribune or The Times.

I'm still Facebook friends with half this nation's

top journalists.

Don't fuck with me, Tom.

I want that junior Klansman out of my school.

Hey, Uncle Mal. To what do I owe

the pleasure of this call?

Mariah, I'm sorry.

Please leave a detailed message.

Kimmer, I've been trying to get you all morning.

Yeah, like, normal good. But this isn't normal, man.

I'm sorry, but it is.

One of the aides had an extra set.

Nah, Malcolm X was cool.

He looks like Tucker Carlson.

- Shocking. Shut up.

What's Becky's name this week, Becky?

See, the operative phrase is "this week,"

You need to be more like Tal.

- What, and wear a bow tie? - No, romantic, faithful.

Find a long-term, committed relationship.

Tal ain't in no long-term, committed relationship.

Tonya dumped his ass.

- Tonya dumped you? - No! She didn't.

We're doing the long-distance thing.

She bought a one-way ticket to Tokyo, bruh.

She leased an apartment and accepted a job there.

Read between the lines. It's over.

Fact is, the days of 99 to 1 confirmations are long gone.

So if half our friends are with us

Yeah! Yeah!

Hey, you got that thing?

Can you sign this for me, Judge?

to Senator Edelman.

Known for his staggering intellect

and steadfast fairness while on the Seventh Circuit Court,

Earning the nickname Titan of the Tea Party,

Garland and his incendiary rhetoric became a fixture

on talk radio and the speaking circuit.

Of course, what he will be most remembered for

was his failed nomination

to the United States Supreme Court.

His controversial connection to Jack Ziegler,

a former CIA operative...

That is about enough of that.

A bunch of the faculty are already emailing,

talking about a school-wide memorial for your dad.

You can let it out, man.

I think I'm just in shock.

Why do you have these?

At first I was hoping to find some answers,

but look--he was healthy.

I really don't understand what you're trying to say.

When my old man died, I wanted answers too.

What's your point, Howard?

But the only thing I know for certain is that

chasing down these conspiracy theories...

Yeah?

This is Jack Ziegler.

I was devastated to hear about your dad, Tal.

If there's anything you or Kimmer need...

How is Kimmer handling

all the federal appeals court nomination rumors?

My phone's been ringing off the hook.

Look, I know this selection process can be brutal,

but we've been colleagues for a long time.

Kimmer--I love Kimmer.

So all the usual backbiting and mudslinging,

there's no need for it, is there?

It's in the president's hands now.

- It always has been. Exactly.

So let's just keep it civil, yeah?

My dad just died. I gotta go.

Is Grandpa gonna be a ghost?

No, he won't be a ghost, buddy.

So he won't haunt us? You sure?

Was he your grandpa too?

No. He was my daddy.

Hello? Anybody? We're here!

Hold on, hold on one second.

- Hey, Ben. Bentley!

- Hey, buddy. Good to see you. Come on!

Not all of us own a helicopter.

I gotta go take this.

- Love you. Love you.

Dang, are we not allowed in the chopper,

about how he wanted his funeral.

We're going to a reading of the will?

Addy, hurry up! We need to go.

Relax!

I'm here.

What, you working out?

Pickup basketball here and there.

because who doesn't bring a date to a funeral?

Business trip. She'll be here.

Speaking of which, Bebe, uh, could you get

And they will need to be washed by hand.

Those funds can be used to settle property taxes

according to his last bank statement.

The remainder will be donated

to Abby's memorial scholarship fund, of course.

What'd he leave us, though? You didn't mention that yet.

The Shepard Street property to Mariah,

Martha's Vineyard summer home to Tal,

and Chicago Bears season tickets to you, Addy.

What'd you do to piss the judge off?

Lord willing.

I gotta get back upstairs.

Wait, Uncle Mal, what about, uh, an autopsy?

You're right. It's fine.

He planned everything,

Funeral guest list, me.

Food, me.

Obituary, me. Of course.

Yeah, sorry, I can't help you.

Tal, can you double-check with Father Brown

and the funeral home?

A tip is a financial incentive

to provide good service.

Well, then maybe they shouldn't be racist.

It's almost like the only reason you're a Republican

I am a Republican because I believe in low taxes,

life beginning at conception,

and the motherfucking right to bear arms.

All right, you can stop trying so hard now.

- What's that mean? - It means that Dad's gone.

Who you trying to impress?

Honor, duty, justice.

If you look behind me, you'll probably see my kids

roll their eyes at the mention of those three words.

That's because in my household, they usually heard those words

when they were in a bit of trouble.

Those principles, that's how we decided what they did wrong

and how they should be punished.

Honor.

Justice.

Did they strive for fairness,

especially when holding themselves

and others accountable?

These are, Senator, the same standards

that I try to hold myself up to

as a jurist and as a man.

Honor, duty, justice.

That was a--

that was a very endearing and, dare I say, quaint answer.

But I'm looking for something more substantive,

Judge Garland.

Just last year, in Alonso versus Secure-Tech,

you ruled in favor of a company

that fired an employee who abandoned his post.

But he had reason to believe that his post

had a carbon monoxide leak.

Should he have stayed there and died?

Is that a principle of yours,

death before violating company policy?

I believe the matter you are referring to

is being appealed to the Supreme Court,

and it wouldn't be prudent of me to comment further

on an ongoing litigation.

My dissent covers my opinions on the piece,

which are far more nuanced

than how you presented them in your question.

So you stand by your ruling, then?

It does represent your principles.

Is that what you're saying?

I'm saying, read the dissent, Senator.

Has anyone in the current adminis--

There he is.

Welcome back to the hearing, Senator.

Last question.

When's the last time you had in-person contact--

The gentleman's time has expired.

If the chair will indulge me--

The gentleman is no longer recognized.

- When's the last time you had

in-person contact with Jack Ziegler?

The gentlewoman from Iowa is recognized for five minutes.

What, you still listen to Nas?

Uh, yeah, he's the GOAT.

You ain't got no T.I.? Jeezy?

You think Dad met up with Uncle Jack?

"Uncle Jack"?

You a grown man calling some old white dude "uncle."

Stop it. It's weird.

Whatever. Jack.

You think Dad saw him?

Hell nah. Do you?

I don't know. I caught a vibe.

A vibe?

Jack's a political pariah.

The judge is way too savvy to be involved

with somebody like that.

College buddies, roommates. Dad's loyal.

Loyal, yes. Stupid? Nah, son.

You do know everything Jack did, right?

Google "Jack Ziegler, Washington Post."

OK.

Yeah, right here, right here, right here.

"The Post's investigation reveals that Jack Ziegler,

"a former CIA operative, may have personally directed

"his Zed Magna Security employees

"to commit these crimes while working

as government contractors in Iraq and Afghanistan."

There's a laundry list of illegal arms sales,

money laundering, and contracted killings,

et cetera, et cetera.

The dude is a real-life Bond villain.

You're in good hands.

Thanks for your help, Father Brown.

It feels more appropriate.

The judge requested some of the same hymns

Your father didn't specify an epitaph.

Either he forgot or he meant to leave it

We'll need that inscription as soon as possible.

Hey, boy.

What you doing?

Hmm.

It doesn't sit right.

He planned everything.

All right.

Well, whatever you're doing, hurry up, all right?

Well, I'm still perfecting the eulogy.

Check on her when you can, bro. Thanks.

Hello?

Tal?

Mariah, will you please release my girlfriend

from indentured servitude?

Excuse me, your girlfriend offered.

Besides, I'm in mourning,

so I don't know why you're picking on me.

Hmm, 'cause under normal circumstances,

They don't show any emotion, except for maybe indignation.

Maybe ease up on this wine.

I guess Mom and the judge never got around

to taking them down.

And no MJ?

You're from Chicago.

Didn't you at least have the one with his arms like--

Without Scottie, there's no Michael.

The FBI might even start vetting me soon,

We should talk about what we're gonna say,

just so we have a unified narrative.

I'm trying to come up with an epitaph.

"Here lies Oliver Garland,

♪ There comes a day In your life ♪

♪ When you want to kick back ♪

Tal.

Those.

Clients don't send roses.

They probably came from some 20-year-old intern

who doesn't understand flower protocol.

And the note?

What "good times" are you sharing with a client?

It doesn't mean anything, Tal.

Don't--don't get in your head about this.

You don't have anything to worry about.

I'm yours.

This... is yours.

♪ Can't forget about ♪

♪ Can't forget about ♪

♪ Can't forget about you... ♪

I can't.

I don't want to give that bitch any more ammo.

Why does she have to be a bitch?

I don't know. Ask her.

And Uncle Jack did it.

See, before Zed,

Uncle Jack was in the CIA.

Yes, at one point.

So were a lot of other people.

That doesn't mean they're all capable of murder.

What do you think he was doing

down there in Central America in the '80s?

He was assassinating leftist guerrilla leaders,

pulling the trigger himself.

That's public knowledge.

That's urban legend.

Isn't it more likely that the judge,

a Black man in his 70s,

just had a regular-ass heart attack?

- Thought you'd hear me out. - I am hearing you out.

I'm also doing you a favor

by gently challenging your theory,

which is conjecture.

Jack Ziegler just materializes out of thin air to murder Dad

after no one in our family

has seen or heard from him in forever?

That's not true.

What's not true?

That no one's seen or heard from him.

He called me the other day, out of the blue.

What did he want?

To talk about you.

What about me?

He said, um,

you're the one that Daddy would trust,

the one who would know about the arrangements.

The funeral arrangements?

No. The other arrangements.

Tal, what was he talking about?

No clue.

I'm serious. I have no idea.

Howard already thinks I'm suffering

from grief-induced delusions,

and Addy only cares about himself,

so that leaves us.

Leaves us for what?

To figure it out. Investigate.

Uncle Jack shows back up in our family's life

right around the time the judge dies?

That's weird.

Weird, sure. Creepy, even.

But it's just a coincidence.

Fine. Whatever.

I gotta go think of an inscription

for Dad's gravestone.

It's not complicated. Just write something that

says how you feel about him.

I'm so sorry, Tal.

Hang in there, Tal.

Talcott, I'm so sorry for your loss.

Who is that with Addy?

That's international supermodel and fashion icon Bebe Stanhope.

Who now?

Sally, she was on the cover of Sports Illustrated.

She's the face of Diet Pepsi. You know who she is.

Thought she looked familiar.

What's Addison see in her?

Is it serious?

I don't think now's the time

to do the whole kissing cousins thing.

By marriage. It don't count.

It was gross then, and it's honestly still gross now.

Maybe it's best left in the past, Sally.

Hmm.

Just Alma? She's still alive?

Auntie Alma, how you doing?

Your dad had big plans for you.

He'll let you know.

But he's dead, Alma.

Boy, don't you think I know that?

I gotta go check on the limos taking people to the service.

See what?

Scaredy-cats might not even show up.

I'm not following, Alma.

Jack Ziegler, for example.

He likes to act scary,

but he was terrified of the judge.

Scared shitless.

Now, it's no secret that the judge and I

never saw eye to eye politically.

My first national TV appearance

was a full-throated endorsement for Obamacare.

Now, afterwards, he called me.

but that, ultimately,

government overreach and health care.

He cited cases--

a lot of cases, y'all--

But that was the judge in a nutshell.

He was a proud father...

a fierce advocate for his beliefs,

a constant teacher...

a man who touched and influenced many lives...

And a man who was a loyal friend, always.

You see Justice Wainwright's here?

Yeah, in the back like he doesn't want to be seen.

Coward.

But that's not the headline.

Greg Haramoto, 7:00.

He was a man who did what he thought was right.

May he finally rest in peace.

Thank you, Addison.

Why are we doing this alone?

What a load of shit. I just want to be done with it.

Tal, what the fuck is that quote?

Is that Nas?

The judge actually loved that song.

I'm gonna say what I have to say anyway.

and a 14-hour time difference

Please tell me that's not the first time

If you gotta leave a message like that, it's last call.

Might as well leave with some dignity.

- The bouncer? - It's a bar analogy, Tal.

What are you doing, besides eavesdropping?

Uh, going to the business center to finish an article

You'd think being on a team that won a Pulitzer

Do you think all the stuff they say

about Uncle Jack is true?

All? No.

I think at least half of it's liberal propaganda.

And the other half?

That's the half we should be scared of.

Mariah.

Your mother's looking for you.

Of course she is.

You OK, son?

Yeah, I'm fine, I think.

How about you?

Everything good?

It will be.

I trust it will be very soon.

Get some sleep.

"Honor, duty, justice."

You should have put that on there.

Now you tell me.

You know, I always thought that was supposed

to describe us kids.

Obviously, Mariah's honor.

Always looking for praise and accolades

and, quite frankly, Daddy's approval.

And you, you're duty.

You're reliable, honest, determined.

Ol' dependable Tal.

So that makes you justice, then?

What? Aw, hell no.

No, man, I'm the firstborn.

- I'm a rebel, a trailblazer.

I defy easy classification.

Nah, Abby was justice.

Remember how she used to go on about what was fair?

Some socialist version of equality.

And Dad would get so mad.

Remember those long lectures he would give her?

All that Old Testament...

Republican law and order bullshit.

I'll be down in a minute.

Uncle Jack?

I'm sorry for your loss.

Your father was a formidable man...

and a good friend.

I came to pay my respects.

You could have called.

There could be others listening.

I've been keeping tabs on your wife

and her potential nomination.

Curiosity, I suppose.

Of course not.

This country is best when it's a meritocracy.

If it were, your father would've died

a Supreme Court justice.

I must ask you something, Talcott.

Something others will ask as well.

Some of them are good, some bad,

Not really.

What did you want to ask me?

Yes, you do.

The arrangements your father made

If I knew, I'd tell you, but I don't.

I don't know how many times I can say it--

- This is not a time to play. - I'm not playing.

Right now.

Yo, Tal, you good?

I'm good, right?

Fine, Talcott.

You do what you think's best.

But when you're ready to discuss the arrangements,

come to me first, no one else.

I would not want to see you harmed,

you or your family.

Are you--

Of course not.