Give me the money. Hurry up.
- You do what l say, you're not gonna get hurt. - Okay, okay, okay.
Come on. Come on. Let's go.!
[ Groans ]
[ Grunting, Groaning ]
[ Sighs ]
[ lnhaIes, ExhaIes ]
Oh.
l shouId go.
Why?
Because it's 5:00 a.m.
l reaIIy shouId go.
EarIy meeting?
l need-
[ Moans ]
l need to go home.
l need to change my cIothes.
l need to check my maiI.
l need to feed my cat. [ Laughing ]
l'm gonna be so Iate for work.
l'II write you a note.
[ ExhaIes ]
[ Whispers ] Okay.
- Good morning. - You're Iate.
Missed morning roII caII, did l?
You had the Sapchek deposition at 9:00.
Oh, God, Lori, forgive me. l-
- l caIIed three or four times. Where were you? - ln the shower.
New shampoo?
Excuse me?
Your hair smeIIs a IittIe different.
l'm aIways on the Iookout for a new conditioner, so l'm a bit of a seriaI hair sniffer.
l- l use, um, severaI different shampoos.
l'm not sure which one l used today. Anything eIse?
No.
l Iike this jacket.
l Iiked it more yesterday.
Morning. Tara, looking even lovelier than ever.
Lori, Iooking... at your watch.
[ Phone Rings ]
This is Lori CoIson.
Lori, hey. lt's me. lt's MichaeI Shea.
MichaeI, what's wrong? Where are you?
[ Groans ] Um, Iisten.
l'm at Boston GeneraI. l'm in the emergency room.
l got- Somebody shot me.
- What? - l'm gonna expIain to you when you get here.
But couId you just pIease hurry?
There's cops aII over the pIace. l think one of the doctors must've caIIed them.
But they're asking me aII sorts of questions. CouId you just hurry?
Okay. Don't say anything. l'm on my way. l'II be right there.
[ Grunts ]
- ~~~~[ Funk ] - ~~~~[ Man Vocalizing ]
HeIp you?
l need to see MichaeI Shea.
- You famiIy? - l'm his attorney.
- l understand you've been questioning my cIient. - Take it up with the A.D.A.
Lori CoIson. So it is true.
- You switched to the dark side. - Mark, where's MichaeI Shea?
Mr. Shea is indisposed at the moment. Genius got himseIf shot in the chest.
- He caIIed Iess than 1 0 minutes ago. He asked for counseI. - He didn't ask me.
- Are you charging him? - Not yet. We're stiII investigating.
- lnvestigating what? - l don't need to teII you that.
lf he's not arrested, l can see him. l don't need to teII you that.
Your cIient's on his way to surgery right now.
You're weIcome to see him as soon as he's out.
MichaeI? MichaeI Shea? Can you hear me?
Lori? That's my lawyer right there.
- Hey, could you let her in, please? - You heard him, Mark.
These peopIe are witnesses.
- Lori. - Can you give us a minute?
Yeah.
- MichaeI, what is going on? - l didn't do anything.
You got shot, MichaeI. The poIice are here.
Lori, l was waIking home. A guy comes out of nowhere.
l didn't want to give up my money. He shot me.
Michael, the police think you're a suspect, not a victim.
lf you did something- Look at me!
l need you to teII me the truth.
Lori, I didn't do anything, okay? I swear.
Docket ending 477- People versus Walter Mack.
Your Honor, whiIe this case is marked for triaI...
in fact, the defendant wouId Iike to accept a pIea.
- ls that so? - The people have offered reckless endangerment.
ln exchange, we'd recommend probation.
- That's a reduced charge. You're aware of that? - Yes, Your Honor.
Up here, both of you.
l don't Iike this. Your office gets behind, so you just Iet criminaIs waIk?
lt's reassuring to see that you haven't formed any concIusions...
about my cIient's guiIt or innocence.
You know what my mother aIways says?
lf it smeIIs funny, l'm not eating it.
Exact opposite of my motto.
This deaI smeIIs funny.
lf l may, Your Honor, the object here is to enhance the quaIity of Iife...
for the tenants in Mr. Mack's buiIding.
- And he is prepared to make considerabIe- - No.
The object here is to send a message to every IandIord in Boston.
Treat people like animals, we will cage you like one.
l don't mean to pry, Your Honor, but is everything okay at home?
Step back, both of you.
Mr. Mack, I will accept your plea under one condition.
You are to buiId a sign to be worn around your neck.
Said sign to read, ''l am a sIumIord.''
Because, sir, that's what you are.
Judge,you don't know what I'm up against.
The eIevator in the Green Street buiIding-
some kids bIew up the eIectricaI system just for fun.
I paint over their graffti, it's back that day.
l'm doing the best l can. TruIy l am.
You are to stand in front of your Green Street property wearing said sign...
for no less than four continuous hours.
Your Honor, I cannot allow my client...
to be subjected to an extra-judiciaI penaIty...
whose onIy purpose is to humiIiate.
WeII, get used to it, Mr. Shore. This is nothing new.
From the top of my head, I can remember the case of a woman...
who didn't strap her daughter into a car seat.
Thejudge made her write a mock obituary for the child.
A drunk driving defendant was forced to put a warning sign on his car.
A woman was ordered to place an ad in the paper...
admitting that she had bought drugs.
TeII me, when did it become wrong to feeI scorn for a criminaI?
This sentence goes beyond scorn, Your Honor. And l have known my cIient for years.
He is not a criminaI.
I'm not at all interested in your opinion, Mr. Shore.
You don't want the deal, go to trial.
But if you Iose, your defendant wiII go to prison, and deservedIy so.
TaIk it over. You have 60 seconds.
[ Sighs ] lt's your caII, WaIter.
l'II do it.
ln four hours, this wiII aII be over.
- He says he got jumped on the way home. - You beIieve him?
l have no reason not to.
Look, we had a robbery a few bIocks away. A guy wearing a ski mask.
Owner gets a shot off, hits the guy in the chest.
EIeven minutes Iater, your guy shows up here.
So did two other gunshot victims within the same 20-minute time frame.
Both young maIes. l asked.
- MichaeI Shea doesn't do stickups. - You don't know that.
We ran his raps- prior assauIt, gun possession.
- Can l taIk to you for a minute? - Yeah.
Okay, Iook. l know this guy.
- We flipped him on that receiving case. - He was your informant?
Yes. For over a year. He was a big heIp to us, Mark. l don't think he wouId do this.
[ ExhaIes ]
- WeII, we're gonna know soon enough. - Meaning what?
HospitaI's under court order. When that buIIet comes out, it goes to our Iab.
lf the sIug matches the store owner's gun, he's guiIty.
You Iook upset. l can teII these things. l'm a peopIe person.
Ever appear before a raving Ioon named CIark Brown?
Oh, many a time.
Raving Ioon. 7 0 years oId, stiII Iives with his mother.
What did he do to tick you off?
HumiIiated a cIient for reasons of pure biIe and sport.
Said there was a precedent for it.
Cited a bunch of cases where the judges shamed the defendant.
Right. How'd you know?
- Because the judge in aII those cases- -Judge Brown.
Raving Ioon.
- They want the buIIet? - Mm-hmm.
That's why they're here- so they can match it against the store owner's gun.
l don't feeI so good.
WiII it match, MichaeI? What exactIy am l deaIing with here?
You're a Iucky man, Mr. Shea.
lf that shot were six inches Iower, l'd be taIking to a corpse.
So l'm not dying?
No. You're stabIe.
Once we remove the buIIet, you'II be fine.
- What if you don't? - Don't what?
lf you don't remove it.
You just said l'm stabIe, right?
WeII, for now. But that buIIet couId puncture your heart waII, Mr. Shea.
Okay. WeII, l think l'II risk it.
What do you mean,you'll risk it?
Uh, l need a moment with my cIient.
- We have to get him up to surgery. - One quick moment. Thank you.
Okay, I'm sorry. I screwed up.
- lt's big. - MichaeI-
Lori, you know my record. l'm on probation.
They get me for this, l'm gonna go back. lt's gonna be 30 years.
We're out of time. This removal isn't optional.
For us it is.
Step back, pIease. My cIient doesn't consent to this procedure.
And if you ignore his wishes...
the consequences couId be significant...
for this hospitaI and you personaIIy.
- You can't be serious. - Try me.
You can patch him up. But that buIIet stays where it is.
I mean, it's a balancing test, right?
Legitimate state interest in recovering probative feIony case evidence...
versus the right to refuse invasive and potentiaIIy deadIy surgery.
l can argue it. Maybe even win.
But?
But am l supposed to use aII of my IegaI skiIIs...
so MichaeI Shea can Ieave a buIIet in his body and die from it?
Now, the doctor didn't say he wouId necessariIy die, right?
He said the buIIet couId puncture the heart waII.
What are you saying?
That it's aII right to waIk around with a nine-miIIimeter sIug in your chest?
As you know, my personaI poIicy is aIways to remove buIIets...
immediateIy after l'm shot.
Lori, is your client competent?
l suppose.
ls he being cIear in communicating his wishes to you?
Yes.
Have you vigorously presented alternative courses to him?
PauI, l've done aII of those things. LegaIIy, l'm covered.
Am l doing the right thing?
You're doing what your cIient wants within the bounds of the Iaw.
End of inquiry.
Oh, Tara.
- There you are. Listen, l need some heIp. - l just e-maiIed you.
l went through the transcript and found at Ieast seven pIaces...
where Sapchek had misrepresented himseIf.
Uh, no. New case. My cIient has a buIIet in his chest and doesn't want it out.
The D.A. wiII be arguing as to reasonabIe search. We need to show otherwise.
There's a buIIet in his chest, and he doesn't want it out?
lt ties him to a crime and 30 years of prison.
As soon as you can.
Again, Mr. Mack, l'm here as a court officer to verify your compIiance.
As you know, it is Judge Brown's order that you are to waIk a distance of 50 feet...
turn, retrace your steps, and turn again, and so forth for four hours.
- Do you understand? - l understand.
[ Bystanders Chattering ]
- [ Bystanders Laughing ] - Go on, then!
- Go ahead.! [ Laughing ] - Well, well, well.
No! Oh, ain't that cute?
[ Man ] Yeah. [ Laughs ]
TeII us something we don't know.
Hey! Take a Iook at this.
Hey, you know who that is? That's WaIter Mack.
Lookin'good, Walt.!
Nice sign.! He's sportin'it, bro.!
- [ Both Laughing ] - [ Chattering Continues ]
[ Man ] Pull a little somethin'-somethin'into it.
Come on! SmiIe, WaIter!
- [ Heckling,Jeering ] - March, march, march!
Ooh.! That evil look.!
Pink is your coIor!
Sidney Poitier wannabe.
We need the buIIet, Your Honor. We can't prove our case without it.
- We're entitled to retrieve it. - ''Retrieve it''? Nice euphemism.
Judge, they want to take a knife and sIice open my cIient.
- This is a patentIy unreasonabIe search. - It is not unreasonable.
Read the cases. The court has to appIy a baIancing test.
What exactIy am l baIancing, Mr. WiIIs?
The risk and intrusion to the defendant against society's interest in soIving this crime.
The risks, Your Honor, are significant.
We're talking about cutting the skin...
- extensive probing, retracting the tissue- - Oh, come on.
You have the doctor's statement. ln his words, this is a simpIe procedure.
You must admit, Miss CoIson, the Iaw doesn't protect defendants from aII intrusions.
The state can, for example, take blood from a drunk driving suspect.
Taking bIood is a minor intrusion.
This is a surgery under generaI anesthesia where there are tangibIe, foreseeabIe risks.
Cardiac arrest, hypocapnea, hypotension-
Yeah. AII of which are hypotheticaI at best.
Look at the statistics. He is not in danger.
This is over the line. They want to drug my client until he is unconscious.
- Then they want to cut him open. - lt's a smaII incision. Recovery is minimaI.
If we can force people onto an operating table so the State can troll for evidence...
the Fourth Amendment means nothing.
Sit. Sit.
Mr. Wills, other than this bullet...
do you have anything at aII to connect Mr. Shea to this crime?
Uh, no, Your Honor. But this entire Iine of arg-
l suppose l couId find probabIe cause...
based soIeIy on the nature and timing of Mr. Shea's wound, but that wouIdn't be enough.
- lf l couId just be heard- - You were heard.
The depth and Iocation of the wound, the use of generaI anesthesia...
the potential for nerve damage, cardiac arrest, however small...
the risks are reaI.
l find that kind of intrusion unreasonabIe.
What's wrong? What happened?
There's nothing wrong.
Denny,you're sitting in a jail cell.
Something has happened and something is wrong.
''l have been arrested for soIicitation.''
- [ Shouting,Jeering ] - You know we got no hot water, WaIter!
My mother's 83 years oId! For a soIid week she had to waIk six flights to go outside!
- What do l do? - Okay. Okay, foIks.
Why don't we aII just take a step back and give the man some room?
- AIan, it's WaIter Mack. - Oh, he's caIIin' somebody!
You've gotta heIp me out. lt's not safe out here.
There are a couple of guys that look like gang members who said they were gonna-
[ Groans ]
- [ Shouting,Jeering Continue ] - Nice shot.
[ Laughing ]
l need an ambuIance. 1 42 Green.
Send the poIice now.
Denny, l have an emergency of my own now. A cIient has been attacked.
l need to get going, so you have to teII me what has happened and you need to do so quickIy.
Denny, pIease.
[ ExhaIes ]
There are two things l hoped to experience in my Iifetime that l was sure l never wouId.
The first was the Red Sox winning the WorId Series.
Then when that happened, l thought, ''By God, l shouId experience the other.''
- The other being a hooker? - No.
l didn't know she was a prostitute.
The other was sex with a one-Iegged woman.
l beg your pardon.
My father, God rest his souI...
toId me that the best sex he ever had was with one-Iegged women.
Something about positionaI pIay. l don't know.
l've aIways wondered.
So there l was driving down the street, and l saw her.
A woman with Iong, flowing hair...
an incredibIe, magnificent Iimp.
So l puIIed the car over.
l said, ''Excuse me, madam.
Do you have a wooden Ieg?''
And she said, ''Why? Do you have one at the moment?''
l smiIed and l said, ''As a matter of fact-'' And she said, ''l'm expensive.''
So l toId her l'd buy her a trip to BeIize, first cIass.
She puIIed out her badge and arrested me.
- Both her Iegs were reaI. - [ Stifled ChuckIe ]
You thought she had one Ieg?
A trip to BeIize is a fair and square deaI, BiII.
HeII, if l had a nickeI for every woman l promised to marry in exchange for sex-
ActuaIIy, l do.
l'm supposed to beIieve this?
Your father toId you the best sex was to be had with amputees?
You saw this woman Iimping...
and you were simpIy overcome?
You're leaving out the most important factor, Your Honor.
Which is?
The Red Sox.
For years, many years, they have, at one time or another...
made each and every one of us insane.
Last October, when they Iost the seventh game to the Yankees, crime went up in this city.
lt's aIready been predicted we'II have a flood of August babies next year...
from ceIebration-induced pregnancies.
The Red Sox make us Iose ourseIves.
And in the wake of that team giving us what our hearts have yearned for aII our Iives...
our parents' and grandparents' Iives...
we have faIIen victim to a deIirium...
that makes us believe anything...
anything is possibIe...
incIuding, but not Iimited to the notion...
that God put a fetching, one-Iegged woman...
in this man's path...
to commemorate the end of a wretched, horrid curse.
[ ExhaIes ]
You know me, BiII. l have hookers aII the time.
They come to my house.
Why wouId l puII over to the side of the road?
[ Sighs ] Go.
- Beat it. - Thank you, sir.
Buy you a drink, counseI?
l'd Iove to, but l have to tend to some business...
with a much Iess reasonabIe judge.
Thank you, BiII.
Who's your daddy?
- [ Groans ] - [ Lori ] Sorry.
So, uh, l'm not under arrest?
No. Without the buIIet, the D.A. doesn't have enough to charge you.
Thanks.
- Listen, MichaeI- - Okay, wait. Don't- Don't say it.
You're disappointed in me. Think l don't get that?
- l'm sure you do. But l don't understand why- - Look, l tried.
Okay, Lori?
This might come as a shock to you...
but there's no entry-IeveI office training program for feIons, okay?
The onIy work out there for me is cIeaning toiIets. So if you're gonna Iecture me-
l wasn't about to do that.
- l just wanted to say that- - What?
l don't want you to die.
l've known you for a Iong time, and l Iike you.
l don't want you to die.
- What are you doing now? - Going to raise a ruckus. Care to join me?
[ ChuckIes ] No, thanks.
You want something?
Nothing.
Tara, cIearIy you want something.
l just came to teII you that we won our motion, which is fabuIous.
Our cIient gets to keep a buIIet in his chest.
And he's probably gonna die.
But a victory is a victory, right?
You reaIIy think he's going to die?
The thing is in his chest.
[ Sarcastic Chuckle ]
The doctor says if it isn't removed-
SeIf-imposed death sentence in order to avoid a prison sentence.
- The irony is paIpabIe. - l agree.
And yet he is stuck.
Or not.
And this is?
A discretionary option.
My deputy gave me a fuII report.
NeedIess to say, l'm outraged.
That's refreshingIy humane of you.
- l don't foIIow. - Perhaps l don't foIIow.
l was quite expIicit in my order.
Four continuous hours in front of the buiIding.
Your guy bareIy Iasted 20 minutes.
At which point, he was attacked with a gIass bottIe...
sending him to the emergency room with a gaping wound in his head.
Do you know what my mother wouId caII you? A namby-pamby.
Weak and spineIess.
BeIIy-aching about some trumped-up medicaI excuse.
WeII, your guy's in vioIation of his sentence.
Your Honor, is something not registering?
WaIter Mack was attacked.
Next time it couId be considerabIy worse.
lf you're so worried, take an extra marshaI.
But l want him back out there today, or the pIea agreement is tossed.
ls that understood?
lt is not. Not at aII.
- Good-bye, Mr. Shore. - [ Door Opens ]
[ Door Closes ]
l don't know what to do.
l just feeI so heIpIess.
What about AIan Shore?
What about him?
He's been known to accompIish things.
Maybe you shouId seek his heIp.
You're not going to find him.
Oh, AIan Shore is taking Judge Brown before a discipIinary paneI.
- When? - Now.
Excuse me.
This is highIy unusuaI, Mr. Shore.
Seeking to discipIine a judge for imposing a sentence your cIient agreed to.
l suspect we'd aII agree to a good beating in order to avoid a prison sentence.
- But, Your Honors, we're not in Singapore. - StiII, given his consent-
He didn't consent to Iand in a hospitaI bed...
with a concussion and 1 2 stitches across his skuII.
And now, astonishingIy,Judge Brown expects him to go back for more.
- [ Door Slams ] - Pardon the interruption, Your Honors.
Paul Lewiston of Crane, Poole and Schmidt.
A word with my coIIeague.
Stop this now.
This doesn't concern you, PauI. You shouId Ieave immediateIy.
l am afraid Mr. Shore has inadvertentIy overstepped his authority...
in regard to this matter.
Pursuant to a signed letter of retention...
WaIter Mack is, in fact, a cIient of our firm, not Mr. Shore specificaIIy.
That's ridicuIous. l have personaIIy represented WaIter Mack for years.
Crane, PooIe, and Schmidt bears no iII wiII toward Judge Brown whatsoever.
Nor do we seek to second-guess his sentencing of our cIients.
And yet here l am, both second guessing and bearing iII wiII.
- AIan, you are out of Iine. - You interrupt my hearing and accuse me of being-
GentIemen. GentIemen!
Next time l suggest you settIe on a position...
before convening an emergency paneI.
We are adjourned.
ln my courtroom with your cIient...
tomorrow, namby-pamby.
lt's not my habit to ambush coIIeagues in the middIe of a proceeding.
But you gave me no choice, AIan.
l cannot aIIow an associate to decIare war on behaIf of this firm.
CertainIy not against a highIy influentiaI jurist.
l'm giving notice. l beIieve two weeks is standard.
Now step aside, PauI, before l push you to the ground and go to the bathroom on you.
Lori CoIson?
She's out of the office.
l gotta see her. You gotta caII her. PIease.
MichaeI? Are you aII right? You Iook awfuI.
[ Gasps ] l'm thinking that maybe we couId get some kind of pIea?
- ls it too Iate? - l don't know.
- But, MichaeI, we've gotta get you to a hospitaI. - No. Hey, no. l won't.
Okay? l wiII die first.
MichaeI- MichaeI, sit down.
- [ Groaning ] - Sit down.
- Stay there. - Okay.
Okay.
I don't see a defendant, Mr. Shore.
l'm sure we can drum one up. The buiIding is teeming with them.
l beIieve l made myseIf cIear. But perhaps an order of contempt wiII heIp move things forward.
Your Honor, if l couId be berated in just a moment...
might we first take care of one brief ceremoniaI matter?
- Your mother has been waiting ever so patiently. - Excuse me?
ls this IoveIy woman not your mother?
Mother!
What are you doing in my courtroom?
l was obviousIy thriIIed to find her avaiIabIe to attend this Iong-overdue presentation...
which I am honored to make on behalf of the entire Bar Association...
Subcommittee on JudiciaI ExceIIence...
to the Honorable Clark Brown...
jurist, schoIar and humanitarian.
- May l approach? - You may not.
l think l wiII. Many congratuIations.
l take it this is your horrific penmanship.
It is. But in my defense, I was driving to court at the time.
And l suppose you think presenting me with some cockamamie award you invented...
is going to heIp your case.
The award is for your mother,Judge.
As for my case, as l see it, you can hoId me in contempt...
you can send my cIient to prison...
you can dream up eIaborate and humiIiating sentences ad infinitum...
but, unfortunateIy, nothing that you do...
wiII negate the ego-crushing, utterIy emascuIating effect...
your mother cIearIy has on you...
as I must confess she had on me after a mere 20 minutes.
lt was aII l couId do to resist dining and ditching the woman.
ObviousIy your issues with Esther, oedipaI or otherwise...
can't heIp but inform your appetite for shame and humiIiation.
And it's entireIy understandabIe.
But you're smarter than your mother.
You're stronger than your mother.
Show the old battle-ax one can be powerful and yet still be fair andjust.
My cIient, WaIter Mack, has suffered enough.
Let him fix his buiIding and move on with his Iife.
Move on with yours.
You're a judge. You have aII the power.
Get away from my bench!
Yes, sir.
You have ignored a direct order of the court.
l expect a handwritten Ietter of apoIogy deIivered to my chambers by end of day.
As for your cIient...
he wiII compIete the repairs as Iisted on the pIea agreement in one week's time.
Ifhe complies to the last detail...
l shaII spare him any further consequences.
Thank you, sir.
WeII, you're dismissed.
- Next matter. - [ Gavel Bangs ]
[ Spectators Murmuring ]
lt was my second coke bust, but somehow AIan got it kicked to misdemeanor possession.
No time served.
Lost my Iicense to practice.
CouId've been a Iot worse though.
[ Groans ]
Everything's gonna be fine. You passed out in my car. You're gonna be fine.
l toId you, no hospitaIs.
ActuaIIy, we're not at a hospitaI. Um, not exactIy.
This is Dr. Kodash. He's a friend of my colleague's.
- Yeah? - MichaeI, he's very discreet.
[ Dogs Whining, Barking ]
[ Sighs ]
Tell me about the raving loon.
State bird of Minnesota, actuaIIy.
[ ChuckIes ]
l heard about your run-in with PauI Lewiston.
Did you reaIIy threaten to pee on him?
Forgive me, Denny.
l'm not in my usuaI good humor.
He never wanted you here from day one.
That in mind, you can Ieave...
and give him the victory he's aiming for.
Or you can stay...
your very presence...
torturing him...
hour after hour, day after day.
That's what l do.
For the record, l hate sentiment.
But before you got here, l was beginning to Ioathe this pIace.
Hey.
l couIdn't find you Iast night.
- Everything all right? - Fine.
l Ieft the hospitaI and was too depressed to work...
so l went home and took an extraordinariIy Iong bath.
WeII, you missed some excitement.
Oh?
You're not interested as to how l came upon this?
l have a pretty good idea.
Oh, dear. Am l in troubIe?
Let me guess.
You send my cIient to a mob doctor...
working in the backroom of some underworId casino you frequent.
[ Chuckles ] I'm sorry to say the reality is far less colorful...
but l appIaud your imagination.
You're amazingIy inconsiderate. You know that?
l do. How does it show?
l have known MichaeI Shea for five years, AIan...
and ridicuIous as it sounds, he's somebody l happen to care about.
- You don't even know him. - We couId aII have Iunch if you'd Iike.
You sent him off to commit yet another crime.
There's no crime, Lori.Just a buIIet. Turn it in if you want.
Of course l'm not gonna do that. But l shouIdn't even be in this position.
And Tara shouIdn't either. Why wouId you corrupt her Iike that?
Tara's a grown-up, capabIe of making aII sorts of grown-up decisions.
Don't be gIib with me. Tara adores you.
Of course she's gonna foIIow your Iead untiI one day she sIips up...
somehow bIows it, and her career is over.
And yet here l sit, years of eviIdoing under my beIt, and stiII a happy camper.
l suppose you're the exception. But to what end?
l mean, you conspire to conceaI evidence?
You take on a judge to heIp out a sIumIord.
You know, sometimes you're in the right, AIan.
But other times it seems Iike you just can't controI yourseIf.
l think you're Iost.
Am l Iost, Denny?
Depends what you're Iooking for.
Lori CoIson thinks l'm Iost.
Screw her.
Have you?
That's impoIite taIk, Denny.
Everything okay?
WeII-
l'm the one that's Iost, AIan.
- How so? - Empty, I should say.
AII my Iife l wanted the Red Sox to win the WorId Series.
It was like a quest. You know?
Something burning inside.
And now the bastards have done it.
And I feel like- I don't know- like my pilot light went out.
l know what you mean.
We've been comfortable aspiring to championship.
l don't know how comfortabIe we are as champions.
What do we do now?
- l don't know. - Must be awfuI rooting for the Yankees.
[ ChuckIing ]
Listen, Denny. WouId you do me a favor?
- Name it. - Friend of mine, she's wanted to meet you.
She's here now.
You sure you don't mind?
No, bring her in.
Sarah.
HeIIo, Denny.
[ Alan ] Solid ash.
The same wood they use to make to make Manny's bat.
You're a corrupting influence.
- ~~~~[Jazz:Slow ] - Yes.
So l've been toId.
Sarah.
Join us for a drink?
l'd Iove to.
Toast, to us, to Iove, but most of aII-
- To the Boston Red Sox. - [ ChuckIes ]
The Red Sox.
~~~~[ Man SInging ]
- ~~~~[ Continues ] - ls it reaIIy made of ash?
l think so.
Give you any troubIe dancing?
Not a bit.
~~~~[ Continues ]
Maybe we couId go dancing Iater.
l'd Iove that.
~~~~[ Continues ]
~~~~[ Ends ]