[♪ Cyndi Lauper: "Time After Time"]
[Sam] ♪ After my picture fades ♪
♪ And darkness has turned to gray ♪
♪ Watching through your windows ♪
♪ You're wondering if I'm okay ♪
- [laughter] - ♪ Secrets stolen ♪
♪ From deep inside ♪ [laughs]
♪ The drum beats out of time ♪
♪ If you're lost you can look and you will find me ♪
♪ Time after time ♪
- ♪ If you fall... ♪ - ♪ I will catch you ♪
♪ I will be waiting ♪
♪ Time after time... ♪ Ow, I keep hitting my teeth.
♪ If you're lost and you look ♪
♪ You will find me... Everybody! ♪
[all] ♪ Time after time ♪
[vocalizing] ♪ Time after time... ♪
[laughs] All right, all right, all right!
- I think that's good. - ♪ Time aft... ♪♪ Thank you, thank you.
[cheering]
That was beautiful, sweetheart.
Well, obviously you can tell they're lawyers, not singers.
- Uh... - [laughter]
Well, um...
I actually think I'm better at closing remarks
than I am at toasts.
So, uh, Tom, come on up here, why don't you make a toast?
You're-you're like a second father to these kids.
- [Tom] No, no, you're doing great. - No, no, come on, Tom.
- Seriously. I, ooh! Okay... - No, no, no.
- [Tom] Sammy? - Tom!
Oh, my God, look at this.
Rob just sent it to me. I guess I never...
- saw it before. - Oh.
- [laughter on laptop] - Yeah, today's his birthday.
Yep, would've been 71.
Yeah. Oh, my God.
- Oh, my God. - [chuckles softly]
Hey.
Sam?
- I got a call today. - [exhales]
We may have a potential whistleblower on our hands.
What?
This could blow the case wide open.
And we get to reopen Zax Pharma,
- those fucking assholes... - No, Tom, we settled Zax Pharma.
So what?
The judge signed it. We... [laughs]
- We can't return the money. - Screw it.
We're talking billions now.
Potential bankruptcy.
We can't.
What are you saying? I don't understand.
Now's our chance to hit Zax where it fucking hurts.
Sam, $160 million.
I mean, Zax makes that sitting on the crapper.
Tom, I'm gonna encourage you to drop this.
Now.
Where's this coming from?
It's too big of a risk.
I'm not gonna put this in the hands of a jury
and then have it blow up in our face.
We already have a settlement. We need to move on.
There's other things we have to focus on.
Is that it?
Yeah.
Someone has to look after the firm.
Well, this is my firm.
That my father started.
That your father started?
Okay, so?
Look, I know you have an axe to grind
with George Zax; I understand.
I miss Amanda, too.
Don't.
I'm sorry.
What's going on with you?
Did somebody get to you?
[scoffs]
What did you promise them?
[scoffs]
Hey...
I think you need to take some time.
I think you've lost perspective here.
And I understand.
You know, your wife, your daughter.
I get it.
Yeah.
I wish your father was here.
♪ ♪
[indistinct chatter]
If both sides are ready to proceed with voir dire?
Let's bring in the first panel.
[Rob] So we're looking for parents, senior citizens,
people with medical histories, uh, military veterans.
Based on the questionnaire, we should strike jurors three,
four, seven, ten, 11.
That sounds about right.
Your Honor?
We accept the jury as is.
Billy, what... Uh... What is he doing?
Bloodletting.
Mr. McBride, are you certain?
[Billy] Yes, Your Honor, I'm certain.
Your Honor, uh, I don't know what the plaintiff's game is
here, but we'd still like to examine the panel.
You can handpick each one.
You're not gonna challenge any of them?
No. There is one thing, however.
Which is?
We'd like to amend our witness list and add Greg Wetzel.
[gallery murmuring]
I don't want Wetzel.
- No. - Oh, well, I'll ask for a brief recess.
Your Honor, may I have a moment with Mr. McBride?
Let's just break early for lunch.
Back at 1:00.
All rise.
[indistinct chatter]
Billy? B...
[clears throat] What the hell's going on?
Um, did you... Uh, you wanted a big settlement, right?
Yeah. This is not how we do things, Patty.
Oh, no, of course not, thank you, uh, thank you.
[Griffin] Good news.
Ivan Tillinger has agreed to your terms.
We can settle on 160 million.
That's yesterday's price. What do you got today?
160 million.
No, that train left the station.
The trial has started.
The jury's impaneled.
Where'd you find Greg Wetzel?
In a bread bowl at Fisherman's Wharf.
What does it matter?
His testimony is damning.
And you know every juror on that panel is gonna
find Tillinger guilty as hell.
What's your number?
One billion.
[chuckles]
Yeah, right.
I can do half.
Yeah, well, I can't.
I can do 600 million.
Your Honor, uh, Tillinger Health has reached
a tentative settlement with the state.
Mr. McBride and I will be filing
a joint motion to dismiss all claims against my client.
Mr. McBride, any objections?
[Billy] No, Your Honor.
Provided all the terms of the agreement are met in good faith.
And Russell Drug?
They don't seem to be interested in negotiating.
[Reiss] Mr. Petock?
Only one defendant remains.
Now would be the time.
They're looking forward to their day in court, Your Honor.
Then the trial will continue as scheduled.
We'll proceed with openings first thing Monday.
- Court's adjourned. - [gavel bangs]
- [Sam whoops] - [crowd cheering]
[Sam] Everybody, I just want to take a moment to really
acknowledge what happened today.
It's kind of epic. It's a really big day and...
600 million?
Your cavalier attitude towards jury selection aside,
congratulations and well done, Mr. McBride.
- Well, thank you. - No.
Really well done.
My father would be very proud.
- [applause] - [cheering]
[♪ Tammy Weis: "Don't Want to Fall in Love Again"]
- Hey. - Hey.
- What's up? - Oh, I think I'm just gonna go.
I'm, I'm not feeling great.
You want me to call you a ride?
No, no, it helps to keep moving.
- So I'm just gonna... - You sure?
- Yeah, yeah, I'm good, I'm good. - Okay.
Oh, hey, listen, one more thing. Do you think
Tillinger maybe rolled over too easy?
You took a suicide dive
on the jury, they had no choice.
Enjoy the party.
- Talk to you later. - Okay.
- [indistinct chatter] - ♪ Fall in love again ♪
♪ What makes you think that you're the one for me? ♪
♪ There's plenty of fish in the deep blue sea ♪
♪ So, pardon me ♪
♪ Don't want to fall in love again... ♪
You think I can convince you to, uh,
stay and celebrate with me?
- No, I'm not big on parties, sorry. - [elevator bell dings]
I understand.
What about dinner tomorrow night?
Yeah, yeah, I'd like that.
- Great, I'll text you. - Okay. All right.
Good night.
Just like your father.
He couldn't stand all the fuss
after he'd saved the day, either.
It's quite annoying, actually.
How did you know?
Know what?
You were guaranteed half a billion or more.
You were so confident.
It's only 160 to settle Zax Pharma.
If I don't have my confidence, I don't have anything.
You should stitch that on a sampler.
♪ Don't want to fall in love... ♪
[exhales]
♪ Again... ♪
So...
now I'm thinking about Russell Drug.
McBride can't pull the same trick twice.
He's saving our ass, Ava.
I don't think you've ever done a goddamn thing to save the day.
Unless you consider this nagging some sort of hero work.
Let's be very clear about our roles here.
Your father trusted me to keep the lights on
and to keep you in line.
Don't bring him into this.
He thought you lacked discipline.
And he thought you lacked vision.
Now, unlike him, I am going to enjoy myself tonight.
Excuse me.
[singer vocalizing]
[siren wails]
♪ ♪
[streetcar clacking]
[driver] There we go.
Hi.
Hi. [chuckles]
Are you okay?
Yeah.
Hey, who are you, anyway?
Do you have a name?
♪ ♪
[streetcar bell clangs]
[gunshot]
Dad, what are you doing?
You promised.
Promised what?
I'm the only one willing to deal with you.
When you tell everybody to fuck off, guess what,
they fuck off.
Are you trying to kill yourself?
[wind whooshing]
Maybe. So what?
Get in.
[tires screeching]
[horn honking]
[horns honking]
[tires screeching]
[horn honking]
[engine revving]
You want to slow down a little bit?
I thought you said you had a train to catch.
Yeah, but I'd like to get there alive.
[tires screech]
[seagulls squawking]
[faint scream]
[faint screaming]
"Resent."
Resent what?
Six-letter word for begrudge.
Twenty-two down.
Where's Denise?
That's not her up there, is it?
[wind whooshing on TV]
[thunder crashes]
[rumbles]
[heavy rain falling]
[thunder crashes]
[phone beeping]
[line ringing]
[man] Hello?
[ticking loudly]
[thunder rumbles]
[ticking continues]
[phone ringing]
- Brittany? - Billy.
Yeah, sorry, a-a friend answered my phone.
Oh, yeah, uh, listen,
uh... [coughs]
I just need to know if Denise is alive.
Jesus, Billy. What's... what's going on?
Is she alive?
Yeah. Of course she is.
I just need to know, all right?
- You should call her. - Yeah, I know that.
I know.
Look, I'm not, um...
you know...
You're with somebody or you're out or whatever.
- I'll just call you back later. - No, Billy, it's...
[beeps]
[thunder rumbling]
[rain continues pattering]
[gentle song playing]
♪ ♪
[exhales]
Say, listen, do you ever notice how 7:50 looks like 7:50
when you say the numbers, but if you see it on the clock,
it looks like ten to 8:00?
Never thought about it.
It's true, though, right?
Mm. Yeah.
[distant thunder rumbling]
It's me.
[clears throat softly]
You never told me...
you were a fancy-pants lawyer.
Well, I'm really not.
According to the TV, you are.
Eh, you know TV.
That's the approved stuff, right?
Always is, Frank.
Well, at least now I know your name is Frank.
[chuckles]
Does that make a difference?
I suppose not.
Do you have nightmares?
[thunder rumbling]
Yeah, something like that.
Oh. Maybe you ought to try sleeping in your bed
instead of that... Mickey Mouse rocker you got.
You really keep up on me, don't you?
I watch everybody.
You're not special.
You got a wife?
Kid?
I got an ex-wife and I got a daughter.
Yeah, I got a daughter, too.
Hates me.
I'm sure it's my fault.
Well, if it makes you feel any better,
my daughter's not speaking to me, either.
No, why should that make me feel better?
Well, you're not alone, that's all I'm saying.
I love to be alone.
So does she.
That's what the problem is, I think.
What did you do?
How do you mean?
To your daughter.
Well...
I wasn't exactly easy to be around after I got shot.
- So you were an asshole? - Pretty much, yeah.
Well, then you had it coming.
I was in a lot of pain. I still am.
What, now you're saying she was the asshole?
No, she's great.
Well, one of you's an asshole.
[laughs] Take your pick.
What about you?
What about me?
You an asshole?
My brother...
is the biggest asshole you or I will ever meet.
Does that surprise you?
No, not really. I wouldn't know.
[man and woman conversing in Cantonese]
What the fuck is he on?
[speaking Cantonese]
[Frank] Hey!
You're talking about me.
You got something to say to me,
you come around here and say it to my fucking face.
- [speaking angrily] - [Frank] In English, please!
[speaking Cantonese]
[Frank] Oh, please.
He was talking shit about me, wasn't he?
[Lisa] You won't believe me either way.
Yeah.
You got to watch 'em, Billy.
All of 'em.
They're downers.
♪ ♪
Sorry about that.
He's an odd bird, huh?
[chuckles softly] Frank owns the whole building.
He's just pissed he can't break our lease.
He owns the building?
He owns the whole block.
No shit.
One more?
Yeah, may as well.
♪ ♪
[beeps]
[whirring]
[beeps]
[tapping keyboard]
[whirring]
[whirring stops]
Dave, we have to run it again.
Kate.
Fern.
Your Uncle George wants an update.
I'm taking a pasta-making class.
- Trying to level out my culinary skills. - You know what he means.
- I need more time. - Well, it's only 10:00 a.m.
You know that's not what I meant.
[Fern] I do.
But I don't care.
[tapping keyboard]
[slaps key]
[phone ringing]
[groans] Oh, God.
What?
[man] Ava needs to see you.
It's urgent.
Why?
I don't know. She only said that it's ur...
[knocking]
Ah, Patty. Come on in.
Shut the door.
Now, have a seat.
Hi.
[sighs]
So, I wanted to inform you that the partners
had an emergency meeting this morning
and we voted on your equity partnership.
Mm-hmm.
You will be terminated as an employee,
so no more W-2s, no more benefits,
and I would recommend that you find yourself
a qualified financial planner to help you navigate
your new tax situation.
You look utterly lost.
Patty, the vote went your way, so you're no longer an employee
but an owner-operator and equity partner
here at Margolis & True.
- Right. Right. - Right.
So, just as soon as we receive
your capital contribution, we'll get things squared away.
How much is that?
Oh, yes, certainly.
Okay, super. That...
And if you'd like to discuss the life insurance policy,
now is a great time.
I have to buy life insurance?
Uh, no, no. No.
The firm buys the policy,
and the firm is the beneficiary.
Should anything untoward happen to you.
- Mm-hmm. - God forbid. [chuckles]
Cool. Cool.
Yes, cool. Cool indeed.
Um, congratulations, Patty.
Thank you.
That's it.
That's it. Okay.
- And Patty? - Yes?
You didn't get my vote.
Oh. [laughs]
Oh, God, no. No. No.
I didn't think that I would get...
- Close the door. - Yes, I will.
- Yes, I will. Thank you. - Thank you.
[phone buzzing]
[indistinct chatter]
Fuck yeah.
- What's up, Travis? - Hey, what's up, Kate?
- Is my uncle here? - No, not yet.
Hmm. Got to show you what happened
to the Mustang yesterday.
You're gonna cry. It's tragic.
No. Damn.
Happened in the five minutes I ran into Starbucks.
- [scoffs] - [Billy] What do you drive?
- 2011 GT. - Nice.
- Ignore the ugly dent. - Oh, yeah, they got you, all right.
I've got a '66 Mustang convertible.
Well, my daughter has it right now,
but I've had it a long time.
- Lucky girl. - Well...
Katie?
Uncle George.
Always nice to see you under warmer lighting.
You do know who you're talking to here, don't you?
This is Billy McBride.
The lawyer who KO'd Tillinger for 600 mill.
Glad you weren't around when we settled.
- George Zax. - Oh, yeah, I know.
Seen you on the news deflecting blame.
Our product is safe when used responsibly.
Really?
My niece here runs our lab.
Ask her yourself.
Trimadone is safe when used responsibly.
Well, you have a body count
that paints a different picture.
Well, our case is settled, Billy, so...
I mean, I could stand here all night and relitigate, I guess,
or I could get a cold martini and a bloody rib eye.
Sounds like a no-brainer.
Hungry?
Yeah. Starving.
Nice to meet you, Billy.
- Yeah. - Good luck sticking it to Russell Drug.
Appreciate that.
[footsteps approaching]
Sorry I'm late.
It's okay.
I sort of took a tumble on my way here, so...
- Really? You okay? - Yeah.
It's just my elbow
and my ego hurt the most, but I'll be fine.
Well, look, we can do this another time, if...
Absolutely not.
I've been looking forward to this all day.
- [man] May I take your coat? - Thank you.
You mind if we stay at the bar?
- No, it's fine by me. - Great.
So, uh,
- I ran into George Zax. - Oh, is he here?
Yeah. Uh, he's over there.
And that must have been fun.
He's such a bag of dicks.
Yeah. I would agree with that.
[Sam] Yeah. I'm good, thank you.
Yeah, no, we would be interested in having that conversation.
I will tell him.
All right, let's talk tomorrow morning.
Thanks. Bye.
So, Griffin Petock wants to talk settlement
for Russell Drug.
Good guess. Yes, he does.
Doesn't take a genius.
To settling?
Ah, to settling.
Sorry I can't drink this shit.
- I got a headache. - Oh. That's fine.
[Billy] So, uh, not interested in going to trial at all?
I am interested in doing what's right
and if settling is what's right,
then I think that's what we should do.
Well, I feel like I just got started.
But, you know, I understand.
I'm just, you know, relieved it's almost over.
Yeah, I guess these big settlements
will help your firm get their finances
back in order, huh?
How did you know that?
I didn't.
You're an asshole.
That's what they say.
So what happened?
My father died and everyone left.
You know, some clients stayed,
but most of them just fucked off.
- Well, that's tough. - Yeah.
It was a lot of, you know, "I'm so sorry,"
condolences, flowers, gift baskets,
and you can't really operate a firm on gift baskets, so...
I get it, though. I do.
I-I wouldn't put all of my chips on damaged goods, either, so...
I don't like it that you say that about yourself.
I'm a woman with MS.
I know exactly how they see me.
Yeah, well, I know a little bit about damaged goods,
and you're not.
You're really sweet.
It's just the truth.
Yeah, well, I was supposed to be dead by now.
[laughs] I mean, that-that really scares people off.
- Oh, come on. - I'm not fucking with you.
The doctors said I had three years.
And it's been three and a half.
Well, here you are.
You see, nobody knows anything.
Doctors do know things.
Eh, doctors are full of shit.
I got shot, I died, came back.
Sitting here with you.
They couldn't figure that one out.
[laughs softly]
I think there's a lot of stuff
that we don't know anything about.
You know, we get a little arrogant
about our lives sometimes.
Or maybe it's just, you know,
dumbass luck or borrowed time, I don't know.
Yeah.
Yeah, it does feel like borrowed time.
[exhales] Fuck.
It's okay.
- Seriously, it's... - Can you leave?
You want me to leave?
- What do you mean, leave? - I would really like to get
the fuck out of here right now, but I can't
because I don't want to fall on my face again, so...
All right.
I'll go out and have a smoke, but just so you know,
I'll be back in a minute.
[George] Tough love, I guess, we could call it?
I didn't want to hurt him, of course,
but if you don't keep your mitts up, you're gonna get popped.
Dylan is a moron.
You need a better sparring partner.
How about Fern?
[laughs] Mm.
I don't know. She's got a lot of anger.
- Plus she has a better reach. - [laughs]
- Probably get my ass kicked. - Mm.
Okay.
If we're gonna write this meal off, we should talk business.
Mm.
Where do we stand on Amurzyn?
Uncle George,
I know you don't want to hear this, but...
Okay, do I want to hear what I don't want to hear?
- I know, but... - What do I want to hear?
- We discussed this. You said... - Kate.
The antiaddictive part of Amurzyn works very well.
Good.
And?
Tread lightly.
Wisely.
But what if the long-term side effects
aren't compliant with FDA regulations?
I don't think I heard you correctly.
Try again.
- [whispers] If I had the time you promised... - Okay, now...
...we're talking past each other.
Now is the time, Kate.
Now is the perfect time.
You want to try one more time?
Amurzyn is a nonaddictive, effective pain-relieving opioid.
FDA-approved and ready for market.
Well, that's good news.
How's your steak?
[phone ringing, buzzing]
- Hey, what's up? - [Patty] Hey.
- Um, did Sam tell you? - Tell me what?
I, uh, I got it.
I, um, I got equity partnership.
- Well, that's great. - Yeah.
Uh, the capital contribution is a fuckton,
- but other than that. - Ah, well, welcome to the world
of equity partnership.
Thanks for telling me the good news.
Mm-hmm. Uh, I h... I have to go.
- Uh, bye. - [giggles]
Ma'am?
Oh, hey. Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi.
- Hi. Hi. - Mama.
- Where's your person? Exactly. - Mama.
Let's go find that mama. Come here.
- [Rob] Izzie? Izzie? - Come here, come here, come here.
- Oh, yeah. I know. - [babbles]
- Izzie? Izzie? - You want to go?
[exhales] Oh, my God. I'm sorry.
It... She just disappeared and...
- Oh, is this yours? - Mama...
- You want to go Mama? - It's more like an emergency babysitting situation.
I'm, like, one step above a dog crate
in terms of childcare options.
- She wandered by my office, so I just grabbed her. - Yeah, I'm sorry about that.
Okay, hey. Mama's downstairs and she's really mad at me.
Let's go, Izzie. Come on.
- Come on, Izzie, please don't do this right now. - Want to go?
I can, I can come down with you if you want.
- Yeah? O-Okay. - Yeah.
- If you don't mind, that'd be great. - No, no, that's okay.
You want to go down?
- Let's go find this mama. - Let's go find Mama.
- [Patty] All right. - Thank you.
- [making soft noises] - [giggling]
[both laughing]
Oh, uh, congratulations.
The partnership. That's-that's great.
- Thank you. - Yeah.
You earned it.
[gasps] I earned it.
- [elevator bell dings] - Yeah?
Okay?
Bye.
Hi, sweetie.
[laughs] Oh...
- [grunts] There we go. - Sorry.
Bye.
- What happened? Did you lose her? - [Rob] Uh, no, of course not.
- Yeah. Okay. [laughs] - Why do you always think...
[sniffles]
[inhales]
[wails softly]
[clears throat]
[elevator bell dings]
- [indistinct chatter] - [quiet music playing]
Ms. Margolis settled the check.
Would you like anything to go?
No, just my coat.
- Have a good night. - Yeah.
♪ ♪
[firecrackers exploding]
[door closes]
[Tom] Hey, Billy.
I'm Tom True.
We need to talk.
Okay. Come on in.
Billy, you need to ask yourself
how you got here.
What is this?
It's an attorney advisory letter from Cooperman/McBride.
You worked for Zax Pharma before.
[papers rustling]
[Billy] Nineteen ninety-five.
That's 25 years ago. I-I don't remember that.
No reason you should.
I mean, I've written thousands of letters like this myself.
I-I don't remember a lot of them.
In fact, Zax counted on you not remembering working for them.
"Based on the initial lab reports,
Amurzyn poses a substantial health risk
and is unsafe for human use.
You must immediately cease all research
and development of the drug,
including all clinical trials,
and pull the product from the FDA approval process."
And so on and so forth.
"Respectfully submitted..." Yeah, me.
Well, so Zax heeded your advice,
shelved Amurzyn,
then went to market with Trimadone instead.
But that, you know, that's neither here nor there.
Okay, so I've worked for Zax,
so I'm disqualified from suing them,
and I can't pursue anything I might uncover.
Once a client, always a client.
Son of a bitch.
Man.
Listen, I wish we could've just met sooner.
But I wasn't sure
if you were in cahoots with Zax or not.
Yeah, I don't blame you for being cautious.
But where did you find this fucking thing?
I mean, that's confidential product.
- Right. - It had to come from somebody inside Zax.
- Somebody higher up. - Well, I got a call.
- You got a call. - Mm.
Okay.
The call that I thought was Greg Wetzel.
Yeah. No, it was a woman. 30s.
Maybe 40s. No name. Just case of nerves.
Next day, I find this letter slipped under my door.
So they planted Greg Wetzel in your apartment.
They wanted me to find him.
And then I settle with Tillinger on some bullshit threat.
And if they gave up this Wetzel guy
who has damaging information,
they're hiding something far worse.
Think about how much money they made
distributing Zax's Trimadone
if they swatted you away as a $600 million nuisance.
My gut feeling.
- They rolled over too easy. - Right.
So, I get this letter.
I go into hiding
to protect myself.
Margolis & True hires you,
William Hamilton McBride,
the man disqualified
from relitigating a case against Zax Pharma.
This was no oversight. It was smart.
- [drink pours] - Well, you know who's smart.
And it isn't George Zax.
- Sam. - Sam.
She gave me the keys to your apartment.
Well, the firm owns it.
And, of course, she'd be happy to help you out.
[glass thuds]
[sighs]
Man, I love her like she's my own daughter.
Always will.
But Sam's just got the weight of the world, you know.
All she wanted was to save her father's firm from bankruptcy,
and she shook hands with the devil to do it.
I'm fucking gutted.
I swore to Samuel I'd look after his girl.
- Well, maybe it's not too late. - Well...
...if you can see a way through it,
you're a better lawyer than I am.
I don't know about that.
But we can work on this thing together.
My eyes are wide open.
[exhales]
Yeah.
I really appreciate this.
Hey.
Yeah, it's Frank.
Just put him on the goddamn phone, lady!
Our neighbors are getting restless.
♪ ♪