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Anyone here?

My name is Erwin Griswold.

I am the dean of this place.

Welcome to Harvard Law School.

Take a moment
to look around you.

In this room,

there are Rhodes
and Fulbright Scholars,

Phi Beta Kappa members,

student body presidents,

and a Harvard
football team captain.

Together...

you will become lawyers.

This is a privilege you share.

It is also a responsibility
you accept.

Consider...

what does it mean
to be a Harvard man?

A Harvard man is
intelligent, of course,

but he is also tenacious.

He is a leader devoted
to the rule of law.

He is mindful of his country,
loyal to tradition,

and he is respectful
and protective

of our institutions.

"The net operating loss deductions

"by the year shall be computed
as of Subsection A

of this section,
applied to such tax review..."

Which one makes me look
more like a Harvard man?

I'm thrilled to report

that you look nothing
like a Harvard man.

Seriously?
It's the dean's dinner, Marty.

You know how I am
at these things.

I-I need to make
a good impression.

And you will, Kiki,
but you've got it wrong.

It's not the dress. It's you.

You haven't touched
your tuna casserole.

Come here, sweetie. Come.

There we go.

I put onions in.
They help, right?

Definitely.

I don't like either of these.

Okay, where were we?

Thank you.

Ladies and gentlemen,
please join us

in the dining room
as dinner is served.

And, professors,
please escort the ladies in.

After you. Please.

May I?

He remembers everything.

He said, "Professor,

have you corrected our papers?"

And I said, "Correcting them
will take a lifetime.

I'm merely grading them."

Oh, wait a minute.

Esteemed colleagues, ladies.

This is only the sixth year
women have had the privilege

to earn a Harvard law degree.

This little soiree
is our way of saying welcome.

My wife Harriet and I

are very glad
all nine of you have joined us.

Let us go around the table,

and each of you ladies report
who you are, where you're from,

and why you're occupying
a place at Harvard

that could have gone to a man.

Yeah.

Well...

why don't you
get us started, dear?

I'm Hennie Callaghan.

Father's a lawyer
back in Minneapolis.

He used to give me
drafts of contracts

to use for drawing paper.

But at some point,

I got more interested
in reading them

than drawing on them.

In a few years, it's gonna be
Callaghan and Callaghan.

That was fine.

Next.

Emily Hicks.

Hello. Connecticut.

When I finished Mount Holyoke,

my mother wanted me
to get married.

But I didn't want to do that,

and I didn't want
to be a teacher

- or a nurse, so when I...
- Ah.

That's not a very good reason.

Next.

- Oh.
- Watch it.

Sorry.

Uh, I'm...

Ruth Ginsburg from Brooklyn.

And why are you here,
Miss Ginsburg?

Uh, M-Mrs. Ginsburg, actually.

My husband Marty is
in the second-year class.

I'm at Harvard
to learn more about his work,

so I can be a more patient
and understanding wife.

Come to dinner.
The beans will be boiled,

the chicken will be stewed,
and you will be grilled.

We came to Harvard
to be lawyers. Why else?

It's truly an asinine question.

He's never gonna take me
seriously.

No, that's not true.

You're the smartest
person here,

and you're gonna be
the most prepared.

So just stand up
and say what you know.

At a place like this,
that's all that matters.

In my experience,
even small mistakes

are glaring when you stick out.

Well, then you're very lucky.

Because you...

are very... short.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

Well...

why don't you come down here

and say that to my face.

Mrs. Ginsburg.

I am Professor Brown.

This is
Introduction to Contracts.

Hawkins versus McGee.

State the case, please...

Mr. Pruitt.

Uh, good morning.
I'm Donald Pruitt.

I'm really honored
to be here...

Hawkins v. McGee.

Uh, yeah, Hawkins versus McGee,
it-it's a fascinating,

uh, breach of contract case
where, um...

oh, uh, Charles Hawkins hurt
his hand, and McGee had...

Can someone help him, please?

Mr. Fitzpatrick.

It was Charles's son
who hurt his hand.

- Electrocution burn.
- And at what point

does the case turn,
Mr. Fitzpatrick?

McGee promised to fix the hand
by performing a skin graft,

but McGee wasn't very familiar
with the procedure,

and the results
weren't quite what he planned.

Question already, Mrs....

- Ginsburg.
- Correction, Professor Brown.

McGee did not simply promise
to fix George Hawkins' hand.

He promised, quote,
"a 100% good hand."

- That's the same thing.
- Is it?

What say you, Mrs. Ginsburg?

It is not.

Words matter.

McGee grafted skin
from Hawkins' chest.

Not only did this fail
to fix the scarring,

he had chest hair growing
on his palm.

Proving that a hand with a burn
is worth two with a bush.

The court denied
Hawkins' damages.

Hawkins did get damages...
the court said

- he could have...
- If I may finish.

Hawkins was denied damages
for pain and suffering.

The New Hampshire Supreme Court

ruled he was entitled
to damages

only based on the contract
being fulfilled.

So if Dr. McGee had set
realistic expectations

instead of making
grand promises,

Hawkins' award likely
would have been less.

Was that an answer,
Mrs. Ginsburg, or a filibuster?

Mm.

Mm.

- Movie.
- Movie.

- Four words.
- Four words.

- Second word.
- Second word.

- Seven?
- Seven.

- Uh-oh.
- Fourth word. - Fourth word.

- - Oh! Monkey!
- Oh! Gorilla! Monkey business.

- Uh, ape!
- Monkey. Monkey.

Ape. Uh...

- Ooh.
- Monkey on my back.

Second word, seven. Seven...

Seven... Seven Brides
for Seven Brothers?

What does that have to do
with monkeys?

- And... - Seven...
- Oh, oh, The Seven Year Itch!

- Time!
- Yes!

Ruthless Ruthy strikes again.

Okay, next round's
riding on you.

- Don't worry, he's very good.
- All right.

Thank God, because she actually

broke up with someone
for being bad at charades.

- You didn't, really?
- Well, it was a manifestation

of his being an idiot.

- See?
- Don't worry, I'm comfortable

- being smarter than you.
- Oh, thank you.

- All right, everybody ready?
- Oh.

- Uh, song. - A song.
- Um...

- Uh, Buddy Holly? Uh...
- Uh, Bill Haley?

By Elvis.

Uh, three words.

- First word.
- Uh, first word.

Uh...

- Uh, table. Um...
- A glass?

- Um...
- A book!

- Um, uh...
- Reading!

Uh, blue!

- Ah! "Blueberry Hill"?
- No, that's Fats Domino.

Uh, third word,
third word. Floor.

- Carpet.
- Dancing?

- Nice moves.
- Oh. Ow. Ow. Hold on.

- Oh, no sound effects.
- Oh. Oh, "Bl-Blue Suede Shoes."

- Come on, Marty, you're a lightweight.
- Marty?

Marty.

- Help! Help! - Is he all right?
- Someone get some help!

The doctor's ready
to see you now.

Excuse me.

Just a moment, please.

- Excuse me, I just need...
- Just a moment.

I need to make a call.

Yes. Uh, can we have
the results today?

E-Excuse me.

Doctor, um,
you examined my husband.

I'm wondering when you think
he'll be able to leave.

I need to call the sitter. I...

What's the patient's name?

- Martin Ginsburg.
- Right.

Ginsburg.

Yeah, he's not
going home today.

- Excuse me?
- We have more tests to run.

Wha... What kind of tests?

- Various kinds. He's gonna be with us a while.
- What tests?

- I need to see him.
- Just go home, get some rest.

We'll know more in a few days.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

How is he?

Fine.

Call anytime, okay?

Bye.

- Hi.
- Hi.

At least you got a break
from my cooking.

Afternoon.

- Hey, Doc.
- Dr. Leadbetter.

It's as we feared.

Marty, you're young,
and we caught it early.

We've pioneered
a new treatment here.

It entails numerous surgeries,

each followed
by a course of radiation.

There's a chance you can go on
to a healthy, happy life,

as if none of this
had happened.

Wha... What kind of a chance?

Dr. Leadbetter, we'd rather
know what we're facing.

The survival rate
for testicular cancer

has been about five percent.

Thanks for the honesty.

I think.

I'll let you two talk.

We're never giving up.

You keep working.

Keep studying.

Jane will have her father.

You will be a lawyer.

I am spending my life with you,
Martin Ginsburg.

Judicial consistency.

The doctrine of stare decisis
comes from English common law,

which also provides

the first examples

of circumstances
where precedents

- may be overturned.
- Excuse me.

- Judges are bound...
- Thank you.

Excuse me.
May I help you?

Um, I'm, uh,
Martin Ginsburg's wife.

I'll be a...
attending his classes for him.

In addition to your own?

Yes...

Professor Freund.

Judges are bound by precedence,

but they cannot ignore
cultural change.

A court ought not be affected
by the weather of the day,

but will be
by the climate of the era.

Wait, wait, wait.

Say that last part again.

"A court ought not be affected
by the weather of the day,

but will be
by the climate of the era."

And you're sure he said that?

Of course.

Of course.

The law is never finished.

It is a work in progress...

and ever will be.

Brown v. the Board
of Education...

parentheses, 1954,

was the most revolutionary...

Supreme Court case...

in the last century.

Representing Oliver Brown,

et al....

Thurgood Marshall...

- I'm not listening.
- ...educated the court...

Come on, Jane.

That's it.
Come on, sweetie.

Okay.

One, two, three,

whoo!

One, two, three,

whoo!

Should we give Daddy a rest?

One day, this little angel's
gonna slam the door in our face

and tell us we're ruining her life.

I should have never
taken the job.

It's a great firm,

and New York is the center
of the legal universe.

You earned it.

You earned it.

I barely survived it.

I just don't want to be away
from you and Jane.

You won't be.

I won't allow it.

I'll convince him.

Say, "Good luck, Mommy."

- Good luck, Mommy.
- See you later.

You want a Harvard law degree,

though you plan to finish
your coursework at Columbia?

You would do well,
Mrs. Ginsburg,

to remember how fortunate
you are to be here.

Dean Griswold, between
the first and third year

of law school,
which is the more substantive,

the more critical?

- The first, of course.
- Yet when someone

transfers in
as a second-year student,

having taken those more
important classes elsewhere,

he's allowed a degree.

- That's irrelevant.
- I've been here two years.

I'm first in my class.

There is no reason your husband
cannot provide for you

while you and the child
remain in Cambridge.

Last year,
John Sumner was allowed

to finish his coursework
at Baltimore.

- Three years ago, Roy Paxton...
- Very different cases.

- How are they different?
- Mrs. Ginsburg,

you have no compelling need
to transfer.

Marty could relapse.

He beat the odds,

but the doctors say
it could happen at any time.

Dean Griswold...

this is my family.

Nonetheless...

we each have
our responsibilities,

and mine is to protect
the distinction

of a Harvard law degree.

I can't force you to stay.

But I won't reward you
for leaving, either.

Jesus, Mary and Joseph.

Graduating top of your class.

Law Review at Harvard...

and Columbia.

I didn't even know
that was possible.

Thank you, Mr. Greene.

I've worked hard.

Well, you want
some white-shoe firm.

Big money cases,
complex legal maneuvers...

No, I think Bibler and Greene
is the perfect fit.

- You handled the Mercer bankruptcy last year.
- Come on.

How many have you been to?

They all turned you down,
right? How many?

Maybe ten?

Twelve.

A woman, a mother,
and a Jew to boot.

I'm surprised that many
let you through the door.

One sent me to interview
for the secretarial pool.

Another told me I'd be

too busy at bake sales
to be effective.

One partner closes his clients
in the locker room at his club,

so he said
I'd be out of the loop.

Last week, I was told women are
too emotional to be lawyers.

Then that same afternoon,
that a... a woman graduating

top of her class
must be a real ballbuster

and wouldn't make
a good colleague.

I was asked when
I'd have my next baby.

And whether I keep Shabbat.

One interviewer told me
I had a sterling résumé,

but they hired a woman
last year,

and what in the world
would they want with two of us?

You must be livid.

Well, my mother told me
not to give way to emotions.

Bullshit.

You're angry. Good.
Use it.

I have to say, Mrs. Ginsburg,

I'm very impressed.

Mr. Greene...

I want to be a lawyer.

I want to represent clients
before the court

in pursuit of justice.

You can see I-I worked hard
through school, I...

I did everything I was
supposed to, and I excelled.

I swear it,
I'll do the same for you.

The fact is that,
you know, we're a-a...

close-knit firm,
almost like family,

and, uh...

...the wives...

they get jealous.

The prince would marry her

whose foot would fit
the little slipper.

Kiki?

- Hey! Kik!
- First, he tried it on the...

- Where is everybody?
- ...princess.

Oh, hi.

Hello, sweet pea.

Come here.

How was your day? Hmm?

I missed you.

Did you have a nice day?

Did you get the job?

You got the job.

That's wonderful.

Oh! So they're gonna give you
a corner office,

or are you still gonna have
to jump through some hoops?

It's not at Bibler and Greene.

I wasn't what they
were looking for.

That's okay.

I told you one of those
other firms would come back.

Which one was it?

Clyde Ferguson left
his professorship at Rutgers.

- Kiki...
- They haven't found

another black man
to replace him,

so someone thought a woman
would be the next best thing.

- Good news.
- You can't quit.

There are more firms out there.
This is the biggest city

in the most litigious country
in the history of the planet.

- You can still...
- Marty, I got a job.

Just open the champagne.

Okay.

Okay. Then let's celebrate.

Marriage of Figaro.

You know what I think?
I think this is good.

I think it's better.

You won't be beholden to any firm,

you won't have a partner
breathing down your neck,

and also, a professor
is free to represent

any client she chooses.

As long as they
don't mind a lawyer

- who's never actually practiced law.
- Well...

all I have to say is,

hooray for Mommy.

Cheers.

Hooray for Mommy.

Hooray for Mommy.

Hell no, we won't go!

Hell no, we won't go!

Hell no, we won't go...

No!

Vietnam!

And now they're telling us

there's gonna be
no prosecution!

- No! - No!
- Are we gonna stand for that?

No!

Are we gonna die in Vietnam?

- No!
- No!

Hell no, we won't go!
Hell no, we won't go!

Hell no, we won't go!

Hell no, we won't go! Hell no!

I am Professor Ginsburg.

This is Sex Discrimination
and the Law.

Some of my colleagues
will tell you

that sex discrimination
doesn't exist,

that I may as well be teaching

the legal rights
of gnomes and fairies.

We'll see if they're right.

Hoyt versus Florida.

State the facts,
please, Miss...

Valentin.

Gwendolyn Hoyt was a housewife,

and her husband was
this asshole.

Can you recall the specifics?

He cheated on her.
He choked her.

He'd rip off her clothes
and threaten to kill her.

So in statutory terms,
he was a "real asshole."

On the night in question,

Clarence told his wife
that he'd met another woman

and he was leaving her.

How did Hoyt respond,
Miss... Burton?

She smashed in his skull
with a baseball bat,

then called an ambulance
while he was dying.

A jury convicted Hoyt
of second-degree murder.

And that's where
our story begins.

A great civil rights lawyer

took up Hoyt's appeal.

Dorothy...

Kenyon.

On what grounds,
Miss... Roemer?

The Florida's juries violated
the U.S. Constitution,

'cause there were
only men on them.

Kenyon said that
if there were women on it,

Hoyt may have been convicted
of a lesser crime,

- like manslaughter.
- That law makes sense, though.

Uh, women can't take care
of their kids

if they're
on some sequestered jury.

- Oh, is that so?
- What? - Excuse me?

What?
Men are the mammoth hunters.

You're never getting laid again.

- What about women who don't have children?
- Yeah.

- Or they're out of the house?
- Let the man stay home

and take care of his children.

Hey, don't take it out on me.

I'm not holding
my fiancée back.

- She's got two jobs.
- Which...

she can be fired from
just for marrying you.

The law allows it.

There are laws that say

women can't work overtime.

And that a... a woman's
social security benefits,

unlike her husband's,

don't provide for her family
after death.

- What? That's bullshit!
- Excuse me? - Crazy.

Ten years ago, Dorothy Kenyon
asked a question:

If the law differentiates
on the basis of sex,

then how will women and men
ever become equals?

And the Supreme Court answered:

They won't.

Hoyt lost her appeal.

The decision was unanimous.

Discrimination
on the basis of sex is legal.

Here, stir that in.

Mmm, Daddy,
that's not how you do it.

- Oh, really?
- If you put the herbs in too early,

they lose all their punch.

Well, they're not supposed
to pummel each other, Jane.

They're supposed to complement
each other, and that is why

- it's called "marrying the flavors."
- We're home!

- Hi!
- Daddy!

Buddy!

- How was your day?
- Good.

- Did you have a good day at school?
- Uh-huh.

What'd you learn?
Anything exciting?

- Not really.
- No? - Hi.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Jane.
- Hey, Mom.

How's this year's class?

Oh, these kids
are so passionate.

To them, it's about more
than precedents and dissents.

- They want to forge a movement.
- That's great.

Mmm. This is delicious.

Don't act so surprised.

Jane?

I got a call
from your school today.

Apparently, I misdated a note

excusing you from classes

- last week.
- It's not a big deal.

Oh, well, problem solved,
then, right?

You skipped school.

It's... it's the first week.

Is... is this what this year's
gonna be like?

- And you lied to the school.
- I never lied.

No, forging a note
is lying, Jane.

You're smart enough
to know that.

Well, apparently I'm not, Mom.

Don't forget we have
that party tonight. Not you.

- Jane.
- You're staying right here with me.

- I apologize, okay?
- I want to know where you were.

Denise and I went to a rally
to hear Gloria Steinem speak.

What?

Gloria Steinem. She's a writer.

She just started
her own magazine.

She testified in the Senate
about...

Yeah, I know
who Gloria Steinem is.

What if you got hurt
or arrested?

Mom, it's a rally, not a riot.

Jane, these things
can get out of hand.

Okay, well, I'm 15 years old,
and you don't need

- to control every minute of my life.
- Yes, I do.

That is my job. And your job
is to go to school and learn.

Well, Gloria says we need
to unlearn the status quo.

Oh, so you're
on a first-name basis now?

You know what, Mom?

If you want to sit around
with your students and talk

- about how shitty it is to be a girl...
- Hey. Language.

But don't pretend
it's a movement, okay?

It's not a movement
if everyone's just sitting.

- That's a support group.
- Jane, that's enough.

We should get going.

Yeah, go make yourself pretty
for Daddy's party.

You know what?
Go to your room.

Fine.

No, no, it's well known.

Tax is the only genuinely
funny area of the law.

I think most of us
just want careers that have

- a little more, uh, impact.
- Hmm.

You know, young people
in Sweden these days

- aren't getting married?
- Really?

It's true.
They're getting engaged.

- Hmm.
- They're still living together.

They're still having kids,
raising a family.

But they're not getting
married. You know why?

They can have sex without it.

- It's because of taxes.
- Mm-hmm. - Ah.

That's true. After the war,
Sweden passed a law that said

married couples will now file
joint income tax returns.

However,
unlike the United States,

they weren't given
any of the benefits from it.

So married Swedes
were finding themselves

in the uncomfortable position

of now being
in a higher tax bracket.

- Oh, really?
- So they got divorced.

Of course, they
were still living together.

So the Swedish government
then passes a new law

that says, all right, married
couples who get divorced

but continue to live together,
for tax purposes,

will be considered
still married.

So they did
what anyone would do.

They add a second entrance
to their home

with a nice wall that goes
right down the middle,

- with doors for...
- easy access.

"All right, fine,"

says the Swedish government,
"new law."

Once married,
now divorced couples living

in a two-income household
that is subdivided would,

again, for tax purposes,

be considered living together,
and therefore...

Therefore still married.

Now he's got it.

And this went on for decades.

All the while,
a whole generation of Swedes

simply skirted the issue
by never getting married

in the first place.
Thank you.

Speaking of, have you all met
my lovely wife, Ruth?

The moral of this story
is that in their attempt

to raise revenue,
the Swedish government

ruined all those young men's
best hope at happiness.

Exactly. Because...

how a government taxes
its citizens

is a direct declaration
of a country's values.

So tell me, what could have
more impact than that?

You'd be wise to listen, boys.

I-I swear to Christ,

Martin Ginsburg will be signing
all of our checks someday.

You're a smart girl, Ruthy.
You married a star.

Tom Maller's barely evolved.

He started walking upright
last week.

- You always do that.
- What?

You act like...
like it doesn't matter.

- No.
- But all the little brush-offs,

the dismissive pats
on the head,

- it-it matters, Marty.
- Why?

You know what you're doing
is important, so who cares?

Okay, fine. Next time my boss
gives me a clumsy compliment,

I'll challenge him to a duel.
Will that make you happy?

I wouldn't want to hurt
your stellar reputation.

Just tell me what you want.

Nothing. I want nothing.
I-I want you to go to work

- and wow your bosses and clients...
- Oh, great.

...and be the youngest partner
in the history of the firm.

That's not fair. That's not
fair, and you know it.

Then I want you
to walk me home, Marty,

so I can sit in my corner
and write a lesson plan

to inspire the next generation
of students...

- No one's put you in the corner.
- ...to go forth

- and fight for equality.
- I don't understand why

you're acting like that's
such a bad thing.

You're out there training
the next generation of lawyers

to change the world.

'Cause that's
what I wanted to do!

Kiki. Kiki.

Page 21.

I don't read tax court cases.

Read this one.

The IRS denied a petitioner
a tax deduction

to hire a nurse to take care
of an invalid mother.

- Sounds like a real page-turner.
- Hmm.

- Ask me why.
- Marty, I have a lecture to write.

Hmm. Okay.

It's because
the petitioner is a man.

Marty...

Section 214 of the tax code

assumes a caregiver
has to be a woman.

This is sex-based
discrimination

against a man.

Poor guy.

If a federal court

ruled that this law
is unconstitutional,

then it could become
the precedent others refer to

and build on.

Men and women both. It-it...

It could topple
the whole damn system

of discrimination.

What?

Nothing.
I'm just thrilled

at your newfound enthusiasm
for tax law.

Marty.

Oh, Marty.

We need to take this case.

Of course he says
he's against bombing Cambodia.

I want to know, where's
the bill to defund it?

It's derogatory, it's taunting,
but it's speech.

Hi. Mel Wulf is expecting me.

He wants to get his hands
on Nixon, or he hopes

- the Viet Cong do?
- Well, why? What's the difference?

Five years in prison.

Go.

♪ Oh...

♪ I'm an acorn
short and round ♪

♪ Lying on the dusty ground

♪ Everybody steps on me

♪ That is why I'm cracked,
you see ♪

♪ I'm a nut

♪ I'm a nut, I'm a nut

Come on.
♪ I'm a nut

♪ I'm a nut, I'm a nut

♪ I'm a nut, I'm a nut,
I'm a nut ♪

♪ Oh

♪ I'm a nut,
but that's no sin ♪

♪ 'Cause at Camp Che-Na-Wah
I fit right in. ♪

Ladies and gentlemen,

three-time Camp Che-Na-Wah
All-Around Camper,

Ruth "Kiki" Bader.

Oh, and for all you
who think this job is hard,

I judged the 13-and-unders with
a color war trophy on the line.

Back to work.

Hey, Kiki. What do you say?

Hi, Mel.

Sorry about that.

You said you had a case.

This is not a case...
this is the opening salvo

on a 50-year war for
a new class of civil rights.

- Yes, exactly.
- Huh. I can't do this.

- This is beyond my mandate.
- Wha...

American Civil Liberties Union?

Women's rights
are civil rights.

I'm still getting flack for
defending draft card burners.

And the right to protest
actually exists.

After you.

Here.

Phyllis, can I get a...?

How's Marty?

He's fine.

Still protecting the rich

against the predations
of the poor?

If we're gonna appeal,
the court needs to agree

there's a constitutional
handle here.

How did you even convince this
guy to let you represent him?

I-I'll take care of that.

- He doesn't know?
- Alone...

- Are you kidding me?
- Alone, the judges

- may not give Marty and I the benefit of the doubt.
- Whoa.

But with your name
alongside ours on the brief...

Yeah.

Mel, you must see the...

the opportunity
this case represents.

You think the judges
are gonna be sympathetic

just 'cause they all
have prostates?

Men and women all eat at the
same lunch counters, they drink

at the same water fountains,
they go to the same schools...

- Women can't attend Dartmouth.
- Men can't go to Smith.

Women police officers can't
patrol New York City streets.

We have to get...

We have to get credit cards

in our husbands' names.

You're not a minority.

You're 51% of the population!

And it's been tried.
Muller, Goesaert.

Uh... what's the other one?

The one with the woman
with the baseball bat.

- Gwendolyn Hoyt.
- Gwendolyn Hoyt. Exactly.

Yeah, and morally,
they were right.

Yet they lost.

Ruth...

morality does not win the day.

Look around you.

Dorothy Kenyon
could not get women equality

by arguing a case
with sex, murder

and prison time on the line.

You and Marty think
you're gonna do it

with this guy and his taxes?

Operator.

I-I... I need a number.

Denver, Colorado.

Come on,
you're gonna miss your flight.

Now, you have to get James from
school while I'm in Denver.

Mom, I told you,
Denise and I are starting our

- consciousness-raising group.
- Wait. Please wait.

Take James with you.

Will you be all right?

- Yeah.
- We'll survive somehow.

Bye. Bye.

Go kick ass.

Meter's running.

Bye, Mom.

- Bye.
- Bye, Mom.

Thank you.

- Mr. Moritz.
- Mrs. Ginsburg.

Um, you're early.

Uh, I-I can come back
in ten minutes if you prefer.

No, you might as...

might as well come in now
and have your say.

Shoes off, please.

Just come on in.

Excuse me.

- Are you done, Mom?
- No. Not yet.

- You want your...
- I'm done, thanks.

- You want your crossword?
- Yeah.

- Okay.
- Please.

Here you go.

Mom.

- Uh-huh.
- This is Mrs. Ginsburg.

She's the New York lawyer
I told you about.

Mrs. Moritz, hello.

I thought she would be bigger.

- I...
- Uh, y-you can have a seat.

Uh, here.
Here you go.

Do you want your magnifier?

- Yeah, please. Yeah.
- Okay.

There you go. All right.

- You want a drink?
- Uh-huh.

I-I see you were a drum major.

I was a twirler.

That was a thousand years ago.

Mr. Moritz, about your case...

I don't have a case.

Four lawyers told me so.

And that judge...

Tietjens...

he basically called me
a tax cheat.

Are you?

I never cheated at anything
in my life.

"Tasmanian egg-layer."
Eight letters.

Not now, Mom.

Tell me in your own words,

why did you hire a nurse?

If you've never cared
for an ailing parent...

I have.

Then you know.

Between the dressing
and the bathing and the toilet,

it's not a task for one person,

especially if you have
a day job.

If it wasn't for Cleeta, uh,
I'd have to put Mom in a home.

So you deducted Cleeta's salary
on your taxes.

The judge said
the tax code was clear.

Caretaker's deduction
was available to all women,

but only to men who had wives
who were incapacitated or dead

- or were divorced.
- And you've never been married?

- No.
- The men who wrote that law couldn't even fathom

that a bachelor,
choosing to take care

of a parent at home,
might exist.

"Tasmanian egg-layer,"

- second letter: "L."
- Mom,

- I'll help you in a little bit.
- How about "platypus"?

Ah! Ah.

I'm a salesman, Mrs. Ginsburg,

and I know when I'm being sold.

With due respect,
you have $296 at issue.

I'm not here for the money.

We'd represent your appeal
pro bono if you'll let us.

So... the judge was wrong?

Mr. Moritz...

the law is wrong.

Thank you. I was hungry.

If it's not for the money...

why are you here?

The 14th Amendment to
the United States Constitution

says all people must be treated
equally under the law.

Yet there are...
I don't know how many laws

like the caregiver deduction
that say, in effect,

women stay home,
men go to work,

and that it should stay
that way forever.

I want to convince
the federal courts

that those laws
are unconstitutional.

How do you do that?

One case at a time.

Starting with yours.

So I'm a guinea pig?

No, sir.

You're the man marching
out ahead of the band,

leading the way.

Just like that drum major
you used to be.

I've invested a lot of my own reputation

to building up your career,
and now you're on track

to be the youngest partner
in the history of the firm.

And you want to risk that
for some cockamamy case?

Tom, I'm contractually
obligated to ask

to take outside work,
and I'm asking, but...

Okay, for God sakes, you're
traipsing into this for what?

So your wife can feel
like a real lawyer?

She is a real lawyer, Tom.

You want to support Ruth,
tell her the truth.

- Which is?
- The case is unwinnable.

Congress can write
whatever taxes it wants.

That's not open
to constitutional attack.

Or maybe you just say that
because no one's been able

to successfully do it before.

Oh, Marty.

Fine. Try, but...

when you lose
and you embarrass our firm,

just be ready for your career
to come crashing back to earth.

Okay, noted, noted.
And thank you, Tom.

- Thank you. Thank you.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

No! Murder
can never be condoned,

- least of all by a lawyer.
- It's called justice.

Yeah, what's just to you
may not be just to me

- or to someone else.
- You know what I'm talking about.

- Hello, family unit.
- And would it kill you to admit

that maybe I actually did
something right?

- This is an "A" paper.
- Yeah, of course it is.

You're a beautiful writer.
It just needs more work.

Please tell me
you aren't going 15 rounds

over To Kill a Mockingbird.

Daddy, can you please tell Mom
that Atticus Finch

can be a role model.

He covers up
Bob Ewell's murder.

He's a terrible lawyer.

- Why? 'Cause you say so?
- No, not me.

Canon 1 of the American Bar
Association's Model Code

- of Responsibility.
- What are you talking about?!

It's called legal ethics.

Well, you'd do
exactly the same thing

if you actually had a heart.

I don't know where
she gets her stubbornness.

Can't imagine.

So, how was your day?

"History discloses that woman

"has always been dependent
upon man.

"Like children,
she needs special care.

This justifies a difference
in legislation..."

- Muller v. Oregon, the law of the land.
- Wow.

Or Bradwell v. Illinois.

"The destiny of woman
is the benign offices

"of wife and mother.

This is the law
of the Creator."

I'm writing this brief

and citing the same cases
with the exact same precedents

as-as everyone before us.

Marty, if this is
what we go in with,

we're gonna lose.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Wait, wait, wait.

I got it. I got it.

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