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All right, Timothy.

It is go time, brother. Okay?

Now, I need to be
upstairs in five...

make that three... minutes...

I'm sorry,
it's this darn chip.

I don't know whether
to-to swipe it

- or tap it or wave it.
- Which means I need to know

the ceiling, okay?
The absolute ceiling that

your guys are willing to pay.

Sorry. You know what?

I'll just get cash.

Um, hers is on me.
I'll take a tall drip,

and you can keep the change.
23, great.

Which means
I'm gonna close at 19,

so you remind your bosses
how much I saved them

when they try to fight my bill.

Well, isn't that
a nice way to start the day?

And they say
the world is going to poop.

Ooh.

Oh, dear.

I got you.

Oh. Well, this is the day
of kind gestures.

I can't thank you enough.

May I offer you one?

Oh. My grandma loves these.

It's biological.

We hit a certain age
and we start buying 'em.

Believe you me,
I tried to resist,

and then I turned 65,
and next thing I know,

I'm standing smack-dab
in the middle of a Costco

with a four-pound bag.

Uh, 21st floor, please.

I guess that's the thing.

Lots of times in life,
we become exactly who

people expect us to
be.

Bye-bye.

Bye.

Kristine, can you buzz me in?
Hands are full.

Hello and happy Monday.

Before we dive in,

my deep condolences
to all you Mets fans.

All right, that's... yes.

Yeah, I heard a bunch
of you went to the game.

Team building.
It's good for morale.

Shows that even though
I'm an equity partner now,

I am still one of you,

a regular partner
at heart,

if not in salary.

Here we go.

Olympia, I heard
you got a $2 million offer

to settle
the Harris civil action.

- Yes, and I rejected it.
- That trial is slated to start

tomorrow, and you cannot go
to trial under any circumstance.

And I will be closing,

but $2 million
is not enough, Elijah.

Raymond Harris lost
26 years of his life.

I need $4 million, minimum.

20 if I can just find
the smoking gun

to prove that there was
police corruption.

You've been looking
for six months.

Well, I haven't been
allocated the proper resources,

- Julian.
- You have two associates

working around the clock.

Two very junior associates who
equal one mediocre associate.

Is that your way
of building morale?

Look, I might have a new lead.

A sketch of the prostitute...

It's over, Olympia,

close the case.

Julian,

talk to me about Peabody.

We back-channeled
last night,

and I got them
up to $19 million.

Actually, you can get

quite a bit more
out of Peabody.

Uh, who are you?

Sorry, I got a little ahead
of myself in my excitement.

I'm Matty, informally.

Formally Madeline Matlock.

Yes, Matlock like
the old TV show,

which was all I heard
between 1984 and 1992.

"You're a lawyer like Matlock.
You're a lawyer like Matlock."

And every time
I'd correct 'em,

"No, he's just pretending.

You know, I'm a real lawyer."

But, you know,
you can only protest so much

before you sound like you got
a big old pole up your heinie,

so I just let
'em have it

and I just said,
"Yeah, well, yeah,

I'm a lawyer just like Matlock."

A lawyer working for...

You, hopefully.

You have an associate
position open,

and it's been really hard
to get an interview.

And I almost think
it's 'cause of my age,

but that'd be violating
discriminatory protections.

The point is, I just
had to figure out

a way to break
through the noise.

I think you definitely
earned yourself an interview.

Well, thank you for that,

but I don't want an interview.

I want a job.

And as a reminder,

I do know the
number that Peabody

is willing to pay,

and it is significantly higher
than $19 million.

Course, I wouldn't overplay
my hand with Peabody either.

I always say
negotiations are an art

and a trap.

Let's avoid traps, then.
How do you know the number?

Well, you see,
there's this funny thing

that happens when women age.

We become damn near invisible.

Oh, not that I'm complaining.

I had my moment in the sun.

Plus it's useful
because nobody sees us coming.

That's how I got
through your security.

Several times.

And it's also
how I knew that

Peabody's counsel
grabs coffee

and updates his client
between 8:15 and 8:25.

What's the number?

Am I hired?

No one is hired
without a two-week trial.

What's their ceiling?

$23 million.

Which means
I just made you

$4 million.

Do I still need
a two-week trial?

Yes.

All right, fine.
I'll start today.

Tell me, Ms. Matlock,

why do you want
to work at my firm?

There's a time in life
when you make decisions

based on
what you think is right,

and there's a time when you make
decisions based on money.

I did what was right
all my life, and now

I need to make it rain,

so point me to a case

and put me to work.

She did ask
for extra resources.

We seem to have gotten
off on the wrong foot.

Wow, that is
quite the pace.

Um, I just truly
want to be useful.

Anything you need.
Competence.

I need basic competence.

When was the last time
you practiced law?

Um, well, that
was in 1991.

And I understand 30 years
can seem challenging,

but I assure you, I have
remained pretty...

nearly up to date.

"Pretty nearly"
or "almost sorta"?

Just let me prove that

I can be useful.
Tell me how to do that.

Get me all of Thanksgiving.

I'm sorry, I'm not following.

I charge $1,200 an hour,
so clear that up

with somebody
whose time you can afford.

- You two, anything?
- Nothing, no, not yet.

Remember what we talked about?
That should have been one word.

Now, the call's coming in
any minute.

Meet me in the conference room

and bring the new lawyer
with you.

Madeline Matlock.

Like the TV show.

What TV show?

Exactly. You can call me Matty.

First day on the job,

thrilled to be
part of the team.

Oh, no.
This is gonna be a nightmare.

Be nice.
Nice?

Don't tell me to be nice.
I need to be trained by

senior partners,
not senior citizens.

- Oh, God.
- No offense, Perry Mason.

Ha, Matlock. BILLY: You
know, if you say "no offense,"

it doesn't make it - any less rude.
- We just got demoted

to a third, Billy.

In Sarah's defense, um,

she's a raging bitch.

Why is she so pissy?

No social life.

And plus she's
wildly ambitious,

and we've been working on
this case for six months now,

and Olympia still calls
us "youtwo." One word.

So, yeah, you're not
exactly joining the A-team.

Another old TV show
you never heard of?

Well, my abuela
and I watched telenovelas.

You know any of those?
No.

That's fair.

Hey, before I forget,

Olympia mentioned
I should get her Thanksgiving.

You any idea
what she's talking about?

Uh, probably a
custody thing.

Word is, their divorce
is almost finalized.

FYI, top snack
destination here.

You've got salty,
you've got sweet,

you've got access to the back
patio in case you need to cry.

Well, for the record,
I'm salty.

I'm hoping I won't cry.

You said "their divorce."

Who's Olympia divorcing?

Julian.

Oh, the guy she was
arguing with.

Well, file that under
"Things I'm never gonna

get involved with, no way,
nohow, no, sirree, Bob."

I'm gonna win her over
the old-fashioned way.

Catch me up on the case.

Yep. Raymond Harris
spent 26 years in jail

as a convicted serial
murderer/rapist

but was recently exonerated
through DNA evidence.

Now, the police department was
definitely dirty back then,

tons of misconduct, but

in order to get the
payout that he deserves,

we... we need to find
the smoking gun.

Why is everybody
so sure there is one?

Well, because we got a tip
from a guy who got a tip

from his dead uncle
who was a retired cop.

- Oh, Lord.
- Yeah.

Anyway, apparently
a prostitute escaped

a really similar attack while
Raymond was still in custody.

Stocking around the
neck, the whole nine.

Word is, she went down to
the station to file a report,

only there's no record of it,

which means if it
exists, it was buried.

Well, I'm guessing
you can't find the prostitute

from 26 years ago.

Don't know her name,

much less if she's alive.

Well, there's a lot of
invisible people in the world.

In the partners' meeting,

Olympia said something
about a sketch?

Well, that's complicated.

Uh, I'm sorry.

How-how did you get
into the partners' meeting?

Oh, that's a long story.

I'll tell you about it next time
we share something salty.

Is there anything else

I need to know to get
on Olympia's good side?

Never give your opinion
to a client.

Leave that to her.

Hello, Raymond, Jordan.

Got one more lawyer
as we bring this home.

Please state your name

and whether
you've ever had

any affiliation
with the police department

or with my father's case,
either directly or tangentially.

Jordan likes to
record everything.

I don't like
to record everything,

I have to record everything.

To keep people
accountable.

My father was locked up for
26 years because people lied,

so, if it happens in this room,

I have a record.

I understand.

Apologies.

Madeline Matlock.

I have no affiliation
with the police department

and never have.

What is it?

What's wrong?

The final settlement offer
came in,

and it's $241,280,

and at this point
I have to ask

if you want to settle.

- What?
- We didn't settle

for $2 million.

What the hell makes you think
we'd settle for $200,000?

Sorry.

- No, no.
- Sorry.

You don't have to apologize.

Okay, I don't understand.
What happened?

I don't know.

But the trial starts tomorrow,

and something changed.

They don't feel like we
can make our case anymore,

and I'm worried.

Without the smoking gun,

given your father's
prior criminal history

and the fact that
he confessed to the crime...

Under duress.

- I took it back.
- I know.

But that initial confession
means that the city

is not obligated to
pay you anything.

I'm sorry, Raymond, we've just...

we've run out of time.

So... you have

a very big decision
to make, Raymond.

Remember this?
This is from our first meeting.

I listen to it a lot.

You've
met with a lot of lawyers,

and I'd like to say
there's no wrong decision,

but you know what?

There is a wrong decision.

But that also means
there's a right decision.

And I am that right decision

because I believe in you,
Raymond.

And I care that this
corrupt police department

stole your future.

Trust me. Trust me.

What do you think?

Um...

Go on.

If you have an opinion, give it.

Their offer's insulting.
Go to trial.

I agree.

You said you'd come through,
so come through.

You think Olympia's blaming me
for going to trial?

- Probably not.
- A hundred percent yes.

I mean, I would.

You're saying
Ms. Matlock convinced them

and one-upped you?

She didn't one-up me.
Now I'm a step closer

to firing her for cause.

And frankly, I didn't want to
convince Raymond to settle.

Unacceptable.
The firm needs you back

on cases that actually
make money.

And I billed more than
any other junior partner

for three straight years.

Yeah, hard to remember
when you've been hunting

goose eggs for six months.

Because I'm trying to establish

a whole new revenue stream
with no support.

I fought off three
separate attempts

to have the venue
changed by myself,

which means the whole jury pool
knows that there has been

extensive police corruption.

And the whole jury pool
knows that because I've

kept the story in the paper.

Which is why the city
was settling.

"Was" being the operative word.

Exactly. And without
a private investigator

or, at the very least,
a jury consultant,

I have no idea what changed.

Well, the firm isn't gonna
pump money into a pro bono case.

Well, ideally,

this isn't pro bono.
It's a test case.

Olympia got burned out
after defending Big Pharma.

Oh, Big Pharma, big money.
That's where I want to be.

So what do you mean
this is a test case?

Well, if Raymond
gets a number

higher than the
national average,

then the firm takes a cut.

So Olympia's argument to
him is that she can get

a much higher number.

And the argument to the
firm is that social justice

can mean real money.

So you can do good
and do well.

That's the noble
version, anyway.

What's the non-noble version?

She's figuring out yet another
way to monetize misfortune

because she's - a freaking genius.
- Mm-hmm.

You're coming up
for senior partnership.

I don't have to remind you
what's at stake.

Then why are you?

Because I'm still
your father-in-law.

The divorce is almost finalized.

You think I give a rat's ass?

Father-in-law is
a lifetime position.

I know what's at stake.

I just want this to work.

I know you do.

But if it doesn't,

you're back on
corporate litigation.

Got it?

So the biggest question

we have to tackle is:

should Raymond be called
to the stand?

What we need is
a jury consultant

so that we can audition

Raymond's testimony,

see how the mock jury
will respond to him.

But unfortunately
we can't afford that.

So you need the
off-brand model, huh?

Or better yet, a freebie.

Which is what I'm
always looking for

since my circumstances changed.

For instance,
I stopped buying ketchup

and I started bringing
ketchup packets home

every time I went out.

And this firm definitely has
a lot of people

who like ketchup.

- What?
- Senior knows we're moving forward

and he's
the one in charge,

- so give me space.
- I came to offer

my services as second chair

so these last six months
haven't been

a colossal waste of time,
but if you want space...

No, no, no, I don't.

I'm sorry.
Thank you.

Actually, can you look around
the building and find me

two Black men
in their 40s,

a 50-something
Latino man,

a 20-something
Asian woman,

and two white ladies
in their 50s?

Go to the secretaries,

the maintenance department,
food services...

They already work here.

So they're our free
ketchup packets.

We'll match
the demographics

of the jury and preview
Raymond's testimony

with people who are
already here on the clock.

And you three... You know,
you can actually separate us...

Shh!

Go to Sherleen's
and get her sketch. Hmm?

- Who's Sherleen?
- An old ho.

That's what she calls herself.

I said "aging prostitute" once
and she corrected me,

"I'm an old ho." Copy that.

I'm just saying,

MacGyver does a whole
ketchup monologue

and she doesn't
get shushed.

It's-it's Matlock, ha!

Because the ketchup
monologue was useful.

Get over yourself.

FYI, Sherleen's
kind of a nutjob.

But she's worked
the streets a long time

and she says that she remembers

the prostitute
we're looking for.

Just not her name.
Or anything useful.

And, Sarah... Shh.

So petty.

Who's she?

Hey, I'm Matty.
It's nice to meet you.

Wow. I love your place.

Thanks, I did the art.

That over there is a useful map.

You know where
your clitoris is?

Lots of women your age don't.

I certainly do.
Though my husband didn't.

And I never said anything.
Imagine that.

38 years
and I never said,

"Could you just move
a little to the left

and go twice as fast?"

Course, he never told me
he was sleeping

with other people and had
a massive gambling problem,

which left me in debt,
so I guess we're even.

I like her.

I like you, too.

Thanks for helping us.

I'll go find the sketch.

Take your time.

Wow, there's so much
to look at here.

Clearly a life well-lived.

Not me.
I picked the wrong man.

Okay, here's my sketch.

Actually, it's a painting.

Wow.

Lot of orange up top.

- That's her hair color?
- Exactly.

It's very chaotic, isn't it?

Drugs make people chaotic.

They certainly do.

And you all ran
the names

of all the prostitutes arrested

within the year by Sherleen?

Of course. In the whole
tristate area.

Nice. And,
uh, you looked for people

with narcotics charges?

Since our, uh, our
prostitute here had

a "chaotic" drug problem,
per this sketch?

We... did not.

Well, that's probably
too big a pool.

Sherleen,

was there a drug dealer
the other hos favored?

♪ ♪

Hello there.

How'd the mock jury go?

Useful.

But, unfortunately, we got
a pretty mixed reaction

to Raymond's testimony, so
I cannot put him on the stand.

His daughter's gonna have to get
those sympathy votes for us,

which she is not excited about.

Well, you're gonna like this.

We might have a lead
on our missing prostitute.

Sherleen remembered
a guy named Big Vinnie

who used to supply
all the girls,

so we did a little digging,

and his real name is
Vincent De Luca.

In prison at Evandale.
We're gonna go up

in the morning.

Okay.

Some good news... finally.

Uh, the thing is,

I'm the one who
figured that out. Mm.

And I'm hoping
you're finding me useful

because... I've thought about it

and I really don't think
it's a good idea for me

to get involved in your custody
dispute with Julian.

Over Thanksgiving.

Okay, no problem.

Great.

I only asked because
you wanted to know

how to get on my good side.

- Hey there, Julian.
- Hey.

I'm just checking in on Peabody.

Closed at $23 million,

just like you said.

I've got the kids tonight,

otherwise we'd be
having a Scotch.

Oh, well, no Scotch for me...

Mm. ...unless I'm getting laid.

- Mm.
- I guess... I guess that's not on the table.

Where did you come from,
Madeline Matlock?

Naples, Florida,
originally,

then a little detour
through Georgia

before my ex-husband
dragged me up north.

Not that I'm bitter
and broke.

You specialize

in pharmaceuticals, right?

- Mm-hmm.
- That's where I need to be.

How old are your kids?

Uh, twins.
They're eight.

- Aw. That's a great age.
- Yeah.

12 is tougher.
I'm raising my grandson...

but don't ask me
for any advice...

he loathes me.

Have you got any plans
for Thanksgiving weekend?

Because Olympia
mentioned

she'd love to take the twins
on a little getaway.

After you all have dinner
together, of course.

And vacations do
benefit everyone.

Did Olympia send you?
To ask for my weekend?

And so then Julian
explained that he'd be

more than happy to let you
have his weekend

if you leave the
marital apartment

within the month
and cede the deed to him

in pleno. So? Do we have a deal?

You're being ridiculous.
You don't have plans.

Oh, as a matter
of fact, I do.

And I'm the one
being ridiculous?

I'm sorry.
Uh, will you excuse us?

Oh, you bet.

Ridiculous is sending Matlock
to do your dirty work.

I thought she'd have more luck.

You seemed to like her
in the meeting.

You're pissed because
I undercut you in the meeting.

Yeah, because it was personal.

That's not true.
I don't think you're acting

in the firm's best interests.

Well, you could have emailed me
rather than going

after me in public.
Yeah...

Sorry to interrupt,
but we have a problem.

Check the Post.

"On the eve of
the Harris trial, a study reveals

"police corruption
in the late '90s

not as widespread
as initially reported"?

- What?
- And it's not just the Post.

All the other outlets
are picking it up.

Okay, um...

You could go,
we'll talk later.

I'm not going anywhere.

Let's strategize.

For the good of the firm?

Policemen's union
must have known

this article
was coming out,

and that's why - they dropped the number.
- Yeah.

They orchestrated this, clearly.

And held on to the article
for the night before the trial

so they could inflict
the most prejudice on the jury.

My entire case is based

on police corruption.

Damn it! Let's hope
your dealer remembers

a drug-addicted prostitute
from 26 years ago.

You have a plan?

To get him to talk to you?

We sure do.

- Do we have a plan?
- Not yet.

We've got all night to
come up with something.

Now remember, Hoboken, Brenda,

First Baptist
Church, Florida.

Excellent research, Sarah.

Really top-notch.

Uh, I don't know

- these people.
- Vincent De Luca,

I'm gonna
tell your mother you said that.

You know my mom?

It's me. Matty.

I met your
mom when I moved

up north to Hoboken.

Ran day care.

First Baptist?
With your Aunt Brenda?

I'm sorry.

My emphysema flares up

when I, when I get upset.

It's not your fault.

I guess I just
look different

since I got sick.

Lost a lot of weight.

I just never thought
you wouldn't recognize me.

No, it just took a second.

I-I recognize you.

- I was just - kidding around.
- Thank God.

'Cause I suddenly panicked
that I'd look nuts

in front of these lawyers.

They came to
the neighborhood

looking for your mom,

and I told them,
"Cindy moved to Florida.

And how can I help?"
And here we are.

I think they got some big trial
starting today.

First, I'll make
a motion in limine

to try to get
the location moved...

In light of the highly
prejudicial article

- that came out last night.
- Two months ago, you argued

the jury could handle
the publicity.

It won't work, but
we need it on record for appeal.

- Motion denied.
- After the jury is seated,

we'll move into
opening arguments.

That's my first chance
to tell your story.

And it's a horror story.

Raymond Harris
spent 26 years

in a six-by-nine cell,
knowing he was innocent

but also knowing

that no one cared.

But you can show him
that you care.

And that's when I'll try
to get in

an explanation for the reason
you're not taking the stand.

You can show him that you care
about his trauma.

The fact that he
still can't sleep.

He has a crippling fear
of public speaking.

- Objection.
- During my opening statement?

Approach the bench.

She's clearly trying to
imply that her client

isn't testifying because
he's been traumatized,

when we know for a
fact that it's because

she doesn't want his
priors brought up.

Again,

I'll lose,

but we'll get it
in the jury's heads.

Apologies, Your Honor.

I will be more careful.

Look, there's just no way
that I'm gonna remember a...

lady-of-the-night junkie
from 26 years ago.

Oh, I know how tricky

memory can be.

And I do all
those exercises

that the AARP suggests,

but I find what triggers
my memory are specifics.

You got any, Mr. Martinez?

Yeah, of course.

Here's what we can tell you
to help you recall 1996.

It was an election year.
Clinton's second term.

Bob Dole was his opponent.

Dolly the sheep was
the first mammal to be cloned.

That was a big deal.

Macarena.

Everyone was doing
the Macarena.

I wasn't doing the Macarena.
Other people were,

and I remember thinking
it's a good thing I don't carry,

'cause I would've blown
their brains out.

That's great research.

But, Vinnie, I want you
to cast your mind back

to the time when the Macarena
was making you angry.

Okay, look, I do remember
this one redhead junkie

who just up and disappeared
one day.

And that could be her.

- Not Carla.
- Got it,

- but do you remember her name?
- No, that's what

"Not Carla."

See, I used to love
the TV show Cheers.

Do you remember that show?

I do, but I'm guessing
these kids don't.

Yeah, probably not.

Anyway, I'd say
"Cheers, Carla,"

and she'd get all pissed off
and say that's not her name.

Whatever, it was close.

Eventually,
I just called her Not Carla.

But it's like Carla, right?
Carly? Caroline? Carolina?

Carlina, Carlotta, Carlin...

Carlin. Yes.

Okay, driver's license
1993 to 1998,

first name Carlin,
spelled I-N, E-N, O-N, Y-N,

ages 18 to 32.

Might as well cast
a wide net.

Yeah, well, that's very wide.

I mean, that might take
too long...

Okay. 214 hits.

Things are
faster now, Matty.

Billy, let's piece
together their lives.

Eliminate anyone who
was out of state in 1996.

We are looking for
redheads, people.

Wow.

Detective Ferguson,

how many times did
Raymond Harris tell you

and your fellow officers
that he was innocent?

I have no idea.

Approximately.
More than 100?

Objection. Asked and answered.

Your Honor, I'm trying to
establish a course of conduct.

I'll allow it.

Thank you.
Is it your best estimate

that he said he was not guilty
more than 100 times?

- Probably.
- Okay.

So, more than 100 times
Mr. Harris says he's not guilty,

and after you question him
for 11 hours,

he says he's guilty.

How long after
Raymond confessed

did he retract that confession?

About ten minutes later.

Eight.
What did he do in between?

I can't remember.

He went to the bathroom.

Detective Ferguson,
after Raymond

retracted his confession,
did you investigate further?

- No.
- Was there anything to link Mr. Harris

to the crime scene
other than the fact

that he was seen in the area
by one eyewitness

- who was admittedly intoxicated?
- Yeah.

He matched the description
we put out.

Right. I have that description.

Admitting this in evidence
as plaintiff exhibit 4B.

Can you read it
aloud, please?

Black male, no facial hair.

Five-foot-ten to six-foot.

Well...

I can see why
you thought

it was Raymond Harris.

No more questions, Your Honor.

Thank you again
for your service.

Let's start at that last
point, Detective Ferguson.

Why didn't you
investigate further

after Mr. Harris
retracted his confession?

Because people take back
confessions all the time.

The reason we didn't keep
looking is simple:

the most believable explanation
for what happened

is usually what happened.

So, in your opinion
this wasn't a case

of widespread
police corruption?

Come on.
You see the papers today?

There was no
widespread corruption.

They found the prostitute.

Look, I haven't thought
about that night for a long time.

I knew I was going
to be murdered,

and I knew
no one would care.

And so I just fought.

And because of God or whatever
higher power you believe in,

I got away.

And I shouldn't have.

And so
I changed my life.

I got sober.

Which was the hardest
thing I ever did.

But I did it.

And I went
to college and...

I have a life
that I never imagined.

But, uh, my family
doesn't know about my past.

Not my husband, not my kids.

Well, you could testify
in closed court.

We just need to establish
that you reported

the attack while Raymond
was in jail

to prove there was a cover-up.

No, it will get out.

I have teenagers.

I'm sorry, I-I, I can't.

We can subpoena you.

No. No, you don't understand,

that will destroy
my family.

Please.

Please, you don't know
what I've been through.

We can't actually subpoena you.

To get you added

to the witness list
this late,

we'd have to
submit an affidavit

with your cooperation.

Well, I won't give it.

I'm sorry.

I couldn't lie to her.

Well, you also
didn't have to give her

the road map on how
to get out of testifying.

You're right.
And i-it's been a while,

so maybe... Maybe what?

Maybe you shouldn't
have come back to work?

I agree.

Which is why I didn't
want you hired from the moment

you brought up discriminatory
practices and ageism,

which is an offensive
manipulation of a law

that was established primarily
to keep workers from getting

pushed out prematurely,
whereas you getting blocked

was likely because
it has been 30 years

since you've practiced law.

Which, best-case scenario,

you just proved to be
a recipe for disaster.

Worst-case scenario?

You gave that woman
a way out

because you felt sorry
for her.

Because you saw her

living in suburbia

and she reminded you
of yourself.

But you know what?
Those people who remind you

of yourself have
generations of advantage

over the people
who remind me of myself.

Do you know who I identify with?

Raymond and his family.

Who you just screwed over.

Hey, Alfie, it's Grammy.

Oh, I'm so sorry I won't be home
for dinner again.

Oh...

I sound weird?

No, I'm fine.

Just busy.

I'm getting called in,
so I'll talk to you later.

Something salty?

I'm not one for pep talks,

but I am here to support

whatever Billy
is about to say to you.

There's no need
to say it.

I was wrong, I let
my emotions get in the way.

Something I'd never do
when I was younger.

Back then
I kept things separate.

I just can't...

I can't let
any more people down.

Not at this moment in my life,
I just...

Mm-mm.

Can't do it.

Okay. Um...

Time to get
over yourself.

This is
completely normal.

You know, we're on the
crying patio, remember?

But come on.

I mean, we've accomplished
more with you

than we have all year.

I mean, that's
not entirely true.

What? Hyperbole helps no one.

But you've obviously
been useful.

So...

stop feeling bad for yourself
and pull up whatever

granny panties you wear
and fix it.

Okay?

Jordan, after your father

was wrongfully imprisoned,
how did your life change?

Well, we lost our housing.
I had to switch schools.

And everybody knew
that my father

was convicted of
rape and murder,

so you know who wanted
to hang around me?

Hmm? People who
thought that was cool.

And how did that affect you?

I mean, how didn't it affect me?

Can you be more specific?

This is your chance, Jordan.

Well, I'm 37 years old now
and...

I've never had a relationship.

Why?
Because

if I thought
my father was capable

of this terrible thing,
then how could I trust

anyone?

But he wasn't capable of it.

- It's okay.
- No.

It's not okay.

Because the worst part is,

the worst part is
that me and my dad,

we used to be close, and I...

I don't know
how to get that back.

I can't get
that back.

No further questions,
Your Honor.

Just five minutes.

Please.

I helped you yesterday.

Look, I understand
what's at stake.

And I understand
why you said no.

More than you know.

I had a daughter.

And she died after
a long battle with drugs.

And I carry the weight
of that loss every day.

And usually
I can handle it, right?

But...

...once in a while,
and it's always unexpected...

...it becomes the only thing
in the room.

And yesterday
that's what happened.

When you were
talking about

how hard you worked
to get clean

and how far you'd come...

...I thought about what
I'd do for my daughter.

And the answer is anything.

Everything.

But this is about
Raymond Harris and his family.

And they've been destroyed.

But I don't
want to blow up my life.

Plus there's no guarantee
they'll even believe me.

I mean, people don't care
about prostitutes.

Even back then I knew
it would go nowhere.

That's why I didn't...

What?

Carlin, I promise you

on my daughter's memory...

...I will not betray you.

But I need to know
what you know.

The owner of this
Greek restaurant

saw me fight the guy off.

And he walked me
to the police station.

Hi there.

I'm wondering if Papa Cristo
still owns this establishment?

First, I want to say
I appreciate

how hard it must have been
having a father in jail.

Though you had experienced
his incarceration before,

am I right?
Earlier in life?

Objection!
Can we approach?

That was clearly
prejudicial.

As prejudicial
as suggesting your client

isn't testifying because he's - afraid of public speaking?
- Worse.

He just made sure
that the jury sees

my client as a criminal
instead of a victim.

Enough!

Objection sustained,
and the next time this happens,

you're both looking
at a mistrial.

And so I went
to Papa Cristo's restaurant,

and believe it or not,
he's still there,

still sharp as a tack,
and he's older than me.

This is ridiculous.

You cannot introduce
a new witness

this late in the case.

Not to mention,
without the prostitute,

it's hearsay from 26 years ago.

Which qualifies as
an excited utterance.

Papa Cristo told her
he was on the phone

when he witnessed the attack.

So what?
He screamed to a friend?

Come on.

How can anyone testify
with clarity

to a conversation
that happened 26 years ago?

Ah. I got
it. But just so I know

for the future,

if the friend taped the call,
that'd be okay?

I mean,
you wouldn't argue

against admitting
the tape this late?

Did a friend tape the call?

No.
But hypothetically.

Hypothetically,
if a friend taped the call,

we'd admit it.

Gotcha.
Well, here's the thing...

Papa Cristo didn't
call a friend.

He called 911.

So we requested
the audio recording,

which wasn't
at the police station,

but luckily it was backed up
on the state's server,

so...

we'll go ahead
and admit that into evidence?

With your blessing.

Yeah, hey, I
just saw some girl escape this guy's car.

Hang on, honey,
I'm on with 911!

She's got like a stocking or
something around her neck and...

Oh, she says she's okay,

but I'm gonna walk her down
to the station, though.

Detective Ferguson,

using your metrics,

what is the most
believable scenario

for why this call was not
logged in your precinct?

Someone got rid of the record.

Meaning they buried the evidence

in order to convict my client?

Yeah.

♪ ♪

Has the jury reached a verdict?

Yes, we have, Your Honor.

Does the State of New York owe
a duty to Raymond Harris?

The answer is yes.

Please state the total
amount of money

that you would compensate
the plaintiff Raymond Harris.

$20 million.

What you said up there...

we're gonna build back
our relationship.

I love you.

I'm sorry

for losing sight of the
client's best interest.

Won't happen again.

And I hope you'll support
my bid for permanent employment.

Did you get me
Thanksgiving weekend?

No.

But then again, I'm guessing
you didn't want the weekend.

Because if you did,

you wouldn't have baited
your ex-husband into going away.

Same way you
baited me

into giving my opinion
on the case early on.

Which makes me wonder why
you want him out of the city.

But maybe I'm overthinking.

Maybe it's not that you're
dating someone new,

someone he'd be unhappy about.

That's just where
my paranoid mind went.

Hmm.

Your references
checked out

and you were useful,

so you've been assigned

an office.

And I look forward
to working with you again.

Please turn that off.

No way.

I'm gonna watch a few
episodes, Angela Lansbury.

After we drink, right?

You coming, Matty?

Oh, if only I was
40 years younger

and didn't have a surly
grandson at home.

I'll see you two tomorrow.

I got to catch my bus.

All right, good night.

♪ ♪

- Just the one stop?
- Just the one.

Good evening, Marcus.

Good evening,
Mrs. Kingston.

Well, you see
there's this funny thing

that happens when women age.

We become damn near invisible.

Nobody sees us coming.

There's a time in life
when you make decisions

based on what
you think is right.

But now I'm bitter and
broke.

There she is.
Our conquering hero.

Well, you'd been a lot
less cheery if you knew

how I talked
about you at work.

Gambling, cheating...

- not to mention dead.
- Well,

Madeline Matlock can
desecrate my false memory

as long as
Madeline Kingston loves me.

- I do.
- Aw.

And if I have to eat
one more of these,

I'm gonna kill somebody.

- But they really sell - harmless old lady.
- Grammy!

Oh! Alfie.

Oh, sweetheart, oh...

I'm raising my grandson.

Don't ask me for any advice.
He loathes me.

See? You were upset
for nothing last night.

You won.

Well, Olympia won.

I haven't practiced
law in ten years.

At least I didn't ruin it.

It's just
like on Matlock.

They almost lose,
but then they win.

- Was I right?
- You were right.

Perfect name?

Fits with Matty,
reminds us of Mom.

I can see her clear as day,
glued to the television,

telling everybody
she was learning

to be a lawyer,
just like her mother.

I assume
you got the job?

Because there's been traffic
to the LinkedIn I made,

plus I rerouted
an HR reference check to Pops.

Now, I was fair
if extremely partial.

Yes, I'm officially
a new employee

of Jacobson Moore.

So, when do you get
to work on drug cases?

You specialize
in pharmaceuticals, right?

That's where I need to be.

Well, I have to build up
a little trust first.

Listen, I'm gonna
make a few notes,

so why don't you go get washed
up for dinner, okay, Alfie?

You look tired, darling.

Are you sure
you can do this?

I have to, Edwin.

One of those three
hid documents

that could have taken
opioids off the market

ten years earlier.

Think of how many lives
that could have saved.

Including our daughter's.

I thought about what I'd do
for my daughter.

And the answer is anything.

Everything.

So I'm gonna figure out
who knew what, when.

And then?

I'm gonna put them in jail.

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