All language subtitles for Goliath.S01E06.Line.of.Fire.1080p.10bit.WEBRip.6CH.x265.HEVC-PSA

♫ Oh, my God,
please help me ♫

♫ Knee-deep in the river
trying to get clean ♫

♫ He says wash your hands,
get out the stains ♫

♫ But you best believe, boy,
there's hell to pay ♫

♫ Yeah, you best believe, boy,
there's hell to pay, saying ♫

♫ Oh, my God,
please help me ♫

♫ Neck-deep in the river
screaming for relief ♫

♫ He says, it's mine to give
but it's yours to choose ♫

♫ You're gonna sink or swim,
you're gonna learn the truth ♫

♫ No matter what do,
you're gonna learn
the truth, saying ♫

♫ Ate the bread
that once was stones ♫

♫ Fell from a cliff,
never broke a bone ♫

♫ Bowed down to get
the kings overthrown ♫

♫ And I'm all alone
and the fire grows ♫

♫ And I'm all alone
and the fire grows ♫

[cigarette hisses]

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[screaming]

[alarm beeping]

How do you do that?

Wake up at the exact
same second every morning.

An act of will.

Anything wrong?

This man showed up while I
was at the pool last night.

It was very weird.

He told me to tell you
to call him.

He said his name was...

Karl Stoltz.

It doesn't ring a bell.

Another...

degenerate

who works for
Billy McBride, of course.

Sent to intimidate us.

Let's not
talk about Billy.

Tell me about me.

I mean, I--

[chuckle]

I'm just at the beginning
of knowing you,

if I even know you at all.

You know me.

Tell me.

You're...

[sigh]

so brilliant.

But very...

damaged.

Touch me while you tell me.

Mm-mm.

Touch my face
while you tell me.

[sigh]

You hurt...

so much...

because you're not loved.

One finger.

You built the firm together,
but it was mostly you,

and he got all the love...

while you...

you were the disfigured ghoul

alone in a dark room.

He got the admiration
and affection,

and you got...fear.

More.

And he mocked you.

He still mocks you.

More.

You can sense it,

even as he threatens
people's livelihood

with this case,

that they're
rooting for him.

Imagine everything...

everything that they have

you gave them.

And it is so, so wrong.

- Ohh!
- Yeah! Oh, fuck!

- Yeah!
- Oh, God!

Oh! Ohh!

Yeah! Ohh!

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah. Oh,

God,
it feels so good.

Yeah. Ohh!

[video off]

You didn't have
to go that far.

Yeah. I did.

So now what?

I'll take it from here.

Listen,

I-- I'm real sorry

that I had you even
doing this shit.

Oh, hey. I'm a pro.

Two days are scheduled for
this round of depositions.

We intend to use
every second of that time,

and we're not putting up with
any more of your nonsense.

Objection. Argumentative.
We just started this thing.

- Let's get out of here.
- See this?

It's a proposed
Order of Contempt,

to be filed
with Judge Keller

should you continue
to be obstructionist.

Mrs. Larson,
if I were being kind,

I could say
that your testimony
has been inconsistent,

but it's far worse
than that.

- It's mendacious.
- Mendacious?

I'm sorry. That means
that you're lying.

I'm not lying.

- Of course you are.
- Object. Strike that.

- [no audible dialogue]
- ♫♫ [woman singing opera]

[clicker clicks]

Thank you.

I want to punch that
midget bitch in the face.

I swear to God.

Actually,
she's improved a little.

Have you ever in your life
had a worse deposition?

I don't know.
Probably not.

Maybe. I'm not sure.

Thank you.

I mean, that was-- that
was a literal disaster.

My thing is, and I
don't even like kids,

how is it that you can
look at a child

and just make them
feel like shit?

[tires screech]

- God damn!
- [honk]

What are you doing?

We'll be right there.
Just stay calm.

It's all right. Okay.

Bye.

What? Who was that?

Marva. Somebody broke
in the storage locker.

What?

Yes. We got to go.

Okay. Wait. Wait.

Stop. I want you
to call the cops,

and there's literally
a hospital down the street.

I can move it.
It's not broken.

You have to get
it X-rayed.

Get in the fucking car.

You don't know if it's bro--

[engine starts]

God damn it.

Help me with the steering
wheel, will you?

Okay, let go, God damn it.

Patty: Oh, shit.

Son of a bitch.

Look, I don't know
who did this,

but it wasn't Borns Tech

because they gave us
all this stuff.

Yeah, I know that,
Marva.

The model at Ryan's
and the blueprints,

where are they?

They're in my car.

All right, let's go.

Oh, no. Please, Billy, no.

Please? I can't clean
this up by myself!

It's just some fucking
papers, honey.

[engine starts]

God damn it.

The forces
of anti-American hatred

that killed my brother...

those enemies are out

to destroy every
single one of us.

It's one of the reasons
I went into law--

so that I could work
with companies

like Borns Tech,

who make it their mission

to fight evil
in the Middle East.

[scoff]

The evidence will show

that this case is about evil.

Ha!

How'd you get this?

Friends
in the IT department.

Listen--
Listen to this part.

In 2004,

my brother Adam was killed

fighting the forces of evil
in Mosul.

I know the Larsons' hurt.

I know what it is
to...lose someone.

- He was--
- See?

That.

That's why he tapped her:

her dead brother.

Can you believe it?

It's not a bad choice.

The jury's going to love her.

That's my opening
in my case.

Think about it.

The hardest thing to do

is to humanize
a corporate client,

and Lucy does that.
Look at her.

He was my entire world.

[sniffle]

You're right.

I hate that.

And when he died, I vowed--

That's all you get
from this?

- ...to make it my mission--
- What?

What?
What did I miss?

...Borns Tech who keep
our loved ones safe.

That it's cruel
for Donald

to be putting a young
girl through this,

to be milking her pain
for the good of a case.

When she's done
with it,

you think
he's going to care?

Of course not.

For all we know,

this is exactly
why he hired her,

just in case Borns Tech
got caught on their shit.

He's so fucking cold.

A little hot to be doing
that today, isn't it, judge?

Did you ever build a float
out of these things

and put them
in the Rose Parade?

What are you doing here?

I would have called,

but your clerk wouldn't
give me the number--

- Are you drunk?
- ...so I came over. No.

I hope so for your sake
that you are drunk.

I'm not drinking, no.
This is really important.

If you'll just let me
come inside with you,

I'll explain it to you.

[sigh] Inside.

- Are you coming?
- Inside, Mr. McBride.

[door closes]

You got two minutes.

All right.

We dug this up
at Ryan Larson's house.

It's a model
and some blueprints

for a weapons system
he was working on
for Borns Tech.

Are you trying to get
held in contempt again?

You can get disbarred

for even discussing this
with me outside the court,

let alone argue it.

I'm not arguing anything.

You asked me a question.
I'm just answering it.

See this? I got that

when a guy tried
to run me down today.

That's the same guy
who's been following me

ever since I took the case.

You're insane.

And I'm not--

It gets better.

Somebody broke
in my storage locker.

Dumped out all the discovery,

looking for this fucking
thing, I'm guessing.

Then you report it
to the police.

You don't bring it to me.

I'd love to report it
to the police,

but you see,
the police pulled me over

on a bullshit DUI,
beat the hell out of me,

and tased my daughter.

Then my client
gets killed

outside your court.

They still don't
have a suspect.

Two of my witnesses get
popped on a drug charge,

Neither one has a record
for drug dealing.

Now, you think all
that's a coincidence?

That's a laundry
list of shit, judge.

What are you looking for
from me, Mr. McBride?

Huh?

My help?

The rules say that the court

has to retain
evidence pre-trial

if the circumstances
warrant it.

As long as I tell the other
side what I'm doing,

you have to take
this evidence.

We scoured our files,

and we didn't find
anything

about what McBride
dug up in Larson's yard.

Is this a Borns Tech
weapon or not?

It's a fair question,
Wendell. Is it?

Is this thing
one of ours or not?

I deny knowing
anything about this.

The firm knows nothing.

Are you all crazy?
We're breaking the law here.

You can pretend we have
plausible deniability,

- but we don't.
- That's exactly what we have.

This case is only about

what caused a boat to blow up
in the middle of the night,

and for that the burden is
completely on the plaintiff.

If you were general counsel,

what would you do
with this information?

Why are you asking me?

First because
you're outside counsel.

We pay for your advice.

Secondly, your opinion
seems to fucking matter--

not to me,
but evidently to them.

I would maintain the client's
privilege of confidentiality.

So you'd stay
quiet as a mouse.

I'm not a fucking mouse.

[chuckle]

And should McBride
have evidence

which shows
we were working up
a band cluster bomb,

you'd still
stay quiet?

There's no evidence.

It's just allegations.

Leonard: Allegations?

Just between us lawyers,
we already know

Borns Tech did bad shit
and covered it up.

The law imposes a duty
on me to report this.

Yeah, and just
between us lawyers,

should somebody
report it

outside this firm
or Borns Tech,

violating the attorney-
client privilege,

somebody would lose
his law license.

And for staying quiet,
somebody could go to prison.

All right,
I've sat here

and listened
to this bullshit

- just about long--
- [clicking]

You've got much to think
about and consider.

Let's all take a break.

Shall we?

Okay, so, assuming
we get to trial,

Ned is our only
expert witness.

So what else?

What else?

It's better to have one
than none, isn't it?

It's not how many
witnesses you have,

it's what they have
to say that counts.

Then we're really fucked
because Ned is Ned,

and the jury's
already going to hate him

for the revenge porn.

We may have
another witness.

- Patty: Who?
- Right?

We don't have him yet.

We're going to have him.

I'll see to it
if you don't.

Are you drunk?

That's none of your
goddamn business.

You-- You see this, right?

Everyone's here
because of you,

so it is my goddamn business.

When I asked you
point blank

if I should be scared
to do this case,

you said no.

Well, I'll let
you girls sit here

and dwell on your
fucking problems.

[scoff]

♫♫ [rock guitar]

♫ Ain't it lonesome ♫

♫ Get along ♫

♫ Babe, I'm alone,
home alone ♫

♫ Ain't it lonesome ♫

♫ Get along ♫

[screaming on ride]

♫ Babe, I'm alone ♫

♫ Home alone ♫

♫ Well, I ain't got nobody ♫

♫ Nobody to keep me company ♫

[screaming on ride]

♫ Hey, I'm gonna
give you a warning ♫

[whooping]

Woman:
Right here, right here!

♫ I'm goin' back down ♫

♫ That lonesome road ♫

♫ Well, I ain't got nobody ♫

♫ Nobody to keep me company ♫

Hi. You've reached Rachel.

I'm not home right now,
but leave a message,

and I'll get back
to you. Thanks.

Have a great day.

[beep]

♫ Well, I ain't got nobody ♫

♫ Nobody to keep me company ♫

♫ Hey, hey, babe ♫

♫ Mm-hmm, baby ♫

♫ Mm-hmm, babe ♫

Hey, honey, what are you
doing out here?

Why didn't you knock?

I did, and I texted you.

You ready?

Yeah.

We're supposed to
practice driving today.

Right.

Mom won't do it,

and she makes me
too nervous anyway, so--

Look, there's
something I got to do,

and I can't
get out of it.

Are you the one Mom's dating?

Where the hell
did that come from?

Of course not.

She has a restraining
order against me.

- How could I be dating her?
- Yeah, now,

because you probably screwed
things up with her again.

You two hooking up
for the sex? Is that it?

I said it's not me.

- [sigh]
- And that's creepy.

You're my kid.
Come on.

Don't do that.

So it really wasn't you?

No, it wasn't me.

I was kind of hoping it was.

Be nicer to Mom.

Well, ahem,

see, I can't get within
200 yards of her,

so-- [chuckle]

You could start

by dropping this case
against her firm.

It's making her crazy.

The case
is not about me.

The case is
about a client--

- You're so full of it.
- ...and a guy who got killed.

It's all about you.

If Donald Cooperman wasn't
on the other side of this,

you wouldn't give a shit.

And you're drinking
too much again.

I can smell you.

[sigh]

I'm not stupid, Dad.

You're sure not.

So you won't drop it?

Not even for me?

No, I can't, honey.
I'm sorry.

Well, I don't forgive you.

Mmm.

Should we be worried,
do you think?

[sigh] Leonard Letts
won't go to the FBI.

He's too scared.
He's got too much at stake.

I'd go if I were him.

Why don't you go, then?

For that matter,
why don't I go?

I mean, we know
the corporation is guilty

of really bad stuff.

The only question is how much,

and we have a legal duty

to report
the corporation's crimes.

No. I'm not sure
that we do.

It's a really gray area.

The court
says a lawyer needs

to maintain client
confidentiality,

especially when they
confess to crimes.

Right.

Well, some poor schmuck

is going to get convicted

of not reporting
that corporation's crimes.

And then the Supreme Court
will reverse the decision

and strike down the law
in maybe ten years.

Do you want to be that
test case? Because I don't.

And neither does Leonard.

I don't know.
He's fucked, right?

He's just fucked.

We all are.

Which is why we want to get
out while we still can

and start our own thing.

Stop it. Really, you're
going to go there again?

You got to stop. You're
like a dog with a bone.

[laughter]

Oh, shit.

Jesus.

What are you doing home?

Uh, I got a text
to come home.

Ohh.

[chuckling]

Did you text her?

She's your daughter.

She should know
who you love.

You need to go now.

Denise?

Baby?

This place I've
been to many times.

And, uh, it's just,
uh... right here.

- Up the stairs?
- She's-- Yep.

Yeah, but please
don't make me do this.

I told you we have to,
or Cooperman will.

He'll get her
to testify as a witness

that you're some kind
of a scum bag.

Which I am. I am.
He's right.

Which apartment is it?

25.

Hey.

Ned. What are you doing here?

I'm Billy.
I'm a friend of Ned's.

- That's Billy.
- He just wanted to come by

and talk to you
for a few minutes.

If you can just--

I guess.

Thank you so much.

Sorry for the intrusion,
Miss, uh...

Millie, by the way.

Absolutely.
I know all about you.

Ned talks about you
all the time.

I'm going to go
outside

and give you guys
some privacy.

I'll just have
a smoke out there.

Sure. Go ahead.
Okay.

Who is this guy?

I'll explain it
to you later.

You showed our tape
to people?

I'm so sorry.

That was private,
Ned.

I know.

The most private
thing I ever did.

It's just I--
I was hurt,

and-- and, you know,
I was angry--

And the only reason I did it

was because you begged me to.

My parents
could see that tape.

I am so sorry.

- My nieces.
- I was angry.

The people I work with.

I was hurting.

I broke up with you

because we had no future.

I have to get on
with my life.

I want kids, a family.

So do I.

- Do you?
- So do I.

I mean, should you?

With all
that mental stuff

you've got going on
in your head?

I-- I could
get help for that.

I would if you'd
just give me a chance.

You know? I--

I want a legacy.

I want to have
moments with you like--

Don't you remember when
we went to Solvang?

It was a great trip.

I loved you.

And I still love you.

[door opens]

[Billy coughs]
Sorry.

Sorry to interrupt.

[sigh]

Listen, um,

I guess he told you
I'm an attorney.

We really need your help.

You see, we're going
to have to get Ned

on the stand.

And the other side,

they're going to want
to use this videotape.

- What?
- Oh, yes, ma'am.

- They can do that?
- Of course they can.

And they will.
We can diffuse that

if you just come
along with us.

If you find it in your heart
to forgive Ned--

If you're by his side,

then it really makes
the tape meaningless
to them.

Which would be good
for you and your case.

I don't like being used.

I understand
completely.

Of course I want
to win my case.

I mean, selfishly,
absolutely.

Ned's a good guy.

I know
he cares about you.

So above and beyond
any of this stuff,

it would just be great
to see you guys close again

because I can tell
you love each other.

[cheering]

Come on, Blue!
What are you watching?

That was a strike!

Good call, ump.

Your kid looks like
he's throwing darts.

This is baseball.
He needs to use his legs
and follow through.

You ought to
teach him something.

Billy, you want
a Coke or something?

Oh, no, thanks, baby.
I'm all right.

Brittany:
Ohh! Oh, God! I'm so
into this right now.

We did the best we could,
but, as it turns out,

you don't have
a good side.

Oh, yeah! Oh, God,
it feels so good.

My wife
never sees this.

Really? She might
learn something.

Shut up, you cunt.

Hey, there's no need for that.

You're lucky
she's a nice person.

I was going to just
get the information

and show this
to your wife anyway.

I may still do that.

The Latin guy told me
to fuck with you.

But he's not Latin,
or he's half--

I don't fucking know.

His name is Karl Stoltz.

Who does he work for?

Borns Tech
or Cooperman?

I don't even know
who that is.

I just know Stoltz.

Who does Stoltz
work for?

The DEA, I think.

He's not big
on information.

The DEA. All right.

He's an informant for 'em.

Look, that's all
you're getting from me.

We're done.
I got nothing more.

Envelope, please, Brittany.

This is all I got.

A little subpoena
for you there.

Yeah? Well, you can
forget about it

because I ain't
testifying.

I got a witness here.

You'll be sorry if you
put me on the stand.

What a prick.

♫ Baby, save it ♫

♫ We're wasted ♫

♫ I know we got
to slow it down ♫

I guess
I'll see you later.

Okay. Well, can you
do me a favor

and not tell Patty
about the tape

or what I did?

Yeah, okay.

Yeah?

I wish you didn't
have to do it at all.

Yeah.

You seem real
busted up over it.

It kind of
doesn't make you

any better than a pimp,
though, does it?

I'm done.

Yeah, I know.

I'm gonna miss you.

Why is that?

I love you.

I always have.

If we're going to talk
about the Larson case,

we really should invite
the trial team up.

I don't want either
Callie or Lucy here.

I don't trust them,
Donald.

And you trust me?
Oh, that's nice.

Just for the record,

I'm-- I'm shocked.

I'm shocked
at Letts' revelations

of illegality
at Borns Tech.

So what are you going
to do about it?

In fact, I have
a luncheon appointment

to meet with Letts
and Wendell Corey

to get to the bottom of things
and set things right.

[laughing] How?

It's not your concern.

In law there is one
great eternal truth:

If anyone goes to prison,

it's the client,
not the lawyer.

Cooperman McBride
has represented

far worse than Borns Tech

and survived and maintained
their secrets

and not faced a single
day in jail for it.

Leave it to me,
or leave the firm!

It's up to you.

We've survived
without one McBride!

We can survive without two!

In the meantime--

tell Billy
I want to meet him.

At the old place.
He'll know where.

Just the two of you?

Why?

It's time.

Yeah, so you got this creep
of a dirty fucking cop,

and you got a dirty
DEA informant

who I'm as sure as I can be

are working for a dirty
defense contractor.

So I'll give you all
the evidence I've got.

And then you guys take it
from there, you know?

Make an indictment,
root these creeps out,

make your big, splashy
press release and all that

like you do.

You get to fuck the DEA over,

which I know you like to do,

and, uh, FBI's happy,
U.S. Attorney's happy,

and I'm happy.

I heard you were dead.

Cirrhosis.

- Really?
- Yeah.

I'll be damned.
I didn't read that.

- You never heard that?
- Yeah.

Ahem.

What do you want in return?

Everything you got
on Karl Stoltz.

Then if he's dirty,

then maybe help me
get a break

on the Marquez brothers'
drug charge.

And anything you share
about Borns Tech.

Borns Tech
is a big player out here.

Lots of big government
contracts.

Major employer, too.

You sound like
a commercial, man.

Are you their spokesman
or something?

You're talking about
a long-term investigation,

grand jury, okay?

Subpoenas, trial hours,
research.

Yeah. That kind of stuff
that you do, right?

Your job. I'm just asking
you to work, that's all.

I'd have to run it by
my deputy chief, at least,

and the chief.

The U.S. Attorney. too.

Yeah, then we got to book
grand jury time,

issue subpoenas,
talk to the D.O.D.

All right, all right.
We'll get back to you.

It's very interesting.

[ice clinks]

I enjoy this room.

And this club.

They threw a dinner
for me here

when I came home in 1972.

I think
my dad was here.

[laughing] He was.

And the President
sent a telegram.

Can you imagine a telegram?

- Pace of progress.
- It's a beautiful room.

Wendell:
Yeah, it is.

As general counsel,
Leonard,

you were to be put up
for membership here

or the Jonathan Club

if it had been
your preference.

You used the past tense.

The third past tense
conditional, I believe.

You never took Latin,
I see.

Ah, that's not
surprising.

You're being fired, Leonard.

This is retaliation
for me asking questions

about illegal activity
at the corporation?

You can't fire me
for doing my job

or following the law.
I will go to the FBI,

and I will reveal
what I know to be true.

I will be a whistleblower,

and then I will sue you both
for wrongful termination,

and I'll win, too.

God. y-you know what?

You should file a civil
rights claim. I would.

There's no need
to rankle, Wendell.

There's no need
to fire you, Leonard.

You could stay with us.

You could help us fight back
this McBride threat.

Ship's sinking, Leonard.

Come on.

There's a seat
in the life boat.

Just get the fuck
on board. Okay?

It absolutely is right

because if you're following
too closely behind the car,

the guy wants to stop,

and you run up
his tail pipe,

you're absolutely to blame.

All right, don't cr--
Mama, come on.

Come on. Don't cry.
Look, I love you.

Everybody loves you, okay?

But you're a terrible driver.

Okay?

[door opens]

Oh. Hi.

- Hey.
- Hey, boss.

So, uh, Mama, this is
Billy McBride, okay?

This is Irene Papagian,
my ex-mother-in-law.

- Hi.
- These are her boys.

Uh, she had a little bit
of a car accident.

Oh. Sorry to hear that.

It wasn't my fault.

It's absolutely your fault.

You are 100% to blame.

What's this? Just now?
What's--

I know. Can I talk to you
just privately for a second?

I'm sorry.

Thank you.

Hey, listen, I know
it's your family and all,

but I got
a lot of shit to do,

and what's wrong
with your office?

Okay. Um...

there's no office.
The office is gone.

What do you mean?

I couldn't keep up the rent,

so I lost the office.

Five minutes max.

- Okay.
- Okay?

All right.

I'm sorry about your office.

I'm sorry.
And it's so embarrassing.

Like, it's
so embarrassing.

Don't be embarrassed.

Just, you know, finish up,

and we'll start it
later, okay?

Thank you.

Well, I'll be damned.

Is this some kind
of setup or something?

You know, this is
within 200 feet.

You should read
the fine print.

The TR is for the house,
dummy,

not for me.
Plus, I'm on my own.

Uh, can I get
a Jack Daniels, please?

- You got it.
- Thanks.

What happened
to your hand?

Uh, just fucking around.
Sprained my wrist.

Thanks.

So what's up?

Mm.

Cooperman.

He wants to see you
tonight.

He said
you'd know where.

Yeah, I know where.

So he couldn't
call me himself?

Sends you down here

like you're
a fucking runner?

Arrogant
son of a bitch.

Denise knows about Callie.

What, did you tell her?

Nope. Callie did

in a really,
really unhealthy way.

I can't imagine Callie
telling anybody

in a-- in a healthy way.

It's who she is.

You know, I never wanted
to be with a lawyer.

- Thanks.
- But I always end up with one.

Why is that?

I don't know, convenience?

Always one
right down the hall.

Then this woman came over.

I have her card
somewhere in the house.

I forget her name.

Do you remember
what she said?

I kept asking her
to repeat herself

because I couldn't
fucking believe

what she was telling me.

They're calling in
the loan.

Borns cosigned
on the house

when Ryan joined them.

And they emptied
the trust account.

That-- That's
for Jason's college.

Can they do that?

They can't do that, right?

Actually, yeah,
they can.

I can't lose this house.

How am I going to pay
for college?

We just have
to win the case.

Well, we're
going to try.

You will win, right?

Yeah.

They don't even make
fucking adults anymore.

These little
privileged shits.

Everybody's a fucking pussy.

You can't say shit to anybody.

You can't even be a fucking
human being anymore.

You know what I'm saying?

How are you supposed
to be a human being?

30 fucking years
in the Bar, you know?

Not this fucking bar.

30 years of the law.

30 fucking years.

Never turned in
a dishonest day in court.

Not fucking once.

You can check
the trial transcripts

and see for yourself.

Know something else?

I wouldn't change
a fucking thing.

I wouldn't--
I wouldn't change

a fucking thing,
Frankie.

Did you know that?

Because I lived.

See, people don't
fucking live anymore.

You can't fucking say anything
that's politically incorrect.

Rumor is
you're off the wagon.

...fucking do anything.

No, no,
I'm still on the wagon.

I just got a designated
driver. [chuckle]

Right.

So what are you
doing here?

I don't understand.

I will carry you
through the Larson case,

and then I'm out
for reals.

I can't keep doing this.

I never heard that before.

You'll carry me?

How many fucking times
you gonna quit anyway?

It's my own
goddamn fault.

I should have never
agreed

to take this fucking
thing on anyway.

You know you have a meeting
with Donald Cooperman?

- He called, huh?
- Yeah.

Yeah,
he must want something.

Well,
you can't go like this.

What, you me
to put a tuxedo on?

I'm not gonna crawl
over there to that motherfucker

and, you know, fuckin' run over
to that son of a bitch

like a fucking puppy.
Forget it.

- Hey. Hey.
- What?

[sigh]

You love me?

Oh. Fuck. Uh, look--

honey, of course I love you.

I love everybody.

Can we get this guy
a coffee, please?

Still alive, I see.

What's up, G-man?

Where's your sidekick?

He's at home asleep
sucking his thumb.

He's a pussy.

He seemed like it.

But he's interested
in your case.

No shit.

No shit.
He needs a big case

so he can land a offer
at Kirkland & Ellis

or go in house at Boeing.

He's an ambitious
little fuck.

You know how it is.

Yeah, I do.

Still, that's good news.

Sure about that?

If the U.S. Attorney's
office takes over,

who's in charge, you?

So I get nothing?

It's Karl Stoltz.

Don't forget we helped.

We may need you if we
ever indict anybody.

You were right.
He's dirtier than shit.

Before he was a DEA
informant,

he worked with us.

We dropped him because
he was making shit up.

When the DEA drops him,
the ATF will pick him up.

Way of the world.

You didn't get this from me.

Why am I getting anything?

Why do you think?

I fucking hate the DEA.

I hate lawyers, too.

That doesn't mean I think
they should get run over.

Yeah, well,
I appreciate that.

[speaking Chinese]

♫♫ [Woman singing in Chinese]

Okay, Donnie,
what do you want?

It's just amazing
after all these years.

I have a deep capacity
for hate myself,

but yours--
yours is impressive.

I don't hate you.

That would
take too much effort.

But I'm glad to see
your ego's still intact.

Is that what you
tell yourself?

That the opposite
of love is--

is not hate.
It's indifference.

I don't believe
that you're indifferent.

Did I ever tell you
that I fucked your wife?

Before you knew her.

And after.

Okay.

That's all
you have to say?

I never could rattle you.

And I'm good
at rattling people.

But you see right through me,

and I respect that.

What I didn't respect

is your inability
to be a real lawyer.

Yes, you won a few cases.

Showboat.

I built a business.

A culture.

A company.

A law firm.

You were a drunk with talent

who got lucky.

You're playing
with fire, Billy.

Borns Tech is not some
goddamn insurance company.

Think about what's
gone down in this case

and ask yourself how much
more of it you can take,

how many more people
are going to get hurt.

Consider-- one dead client.

A DUI.

You were almost
run down in the street.

It was terrible.

Don't look at me.

Did I say I did it?

To acknowledge that a crime
has been committed

or will be committed

is not in itself a crime.

You of all people
should know that.

That killer that you
sprung-- Bender--

you knew he was
guilty of murder.

You knew he was
likely to murder again,

but you got him off
anyway,

and he killed...

that beautiful,
beautiful family.

I don't kill innocent
people, Billy.

You do.

That's why you live
in a bottle.

That's why you destroyed
your marriage, your family.

So I take it there's no
offer on the table.

There's always an offer
on the table, Billy boy.

How about nothing?

You withdraw everything,
admit you were wrong...

give up your law license,

give me title to your car,

and you let me
fuck you up the ass.

Don't forget, legally,

you have to convey
the offer to the client.

I gave this
to your assistant.

But the fact that you
didn't complain

tells me that you
told her to ignore it.

Can you prove that?

No.

I can't.

Ahem.

But I can prove
I served you.

[camera shutter clicks]

I'm not accepting this service

on behalf of my assistant.

That's okay.
You don't have to.

It's not for her.
It's for you.

Oh.

And I do see
right through you.

I've never seen you
this scared before,

you son of a bitch.

[tires screech]

[pounding]

[keys jingle]

[gagging]

[gagging]

You stinker!