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Kate Reed's office.
Hey.
No, not yet. Did you try her cell?
[Scoffs]
Your guess is as good as mine.
Her boat blew up last night.
Yes, exactly. Kaboom!
Fireball in the sky.
Uh, yeah, mighty burst of, uh...
shh.
I'll let her know when she wakes... uh, gets up...
gets in.
This is just sad.
Oh, Leo, I was having a wonderful dream.
I had a life, a place to live,
an ex-husband who didn't cheat on me.
Oh!
The couch, seriously?
You said you were gonna check into a hotel.
Hotels are fun when you're off to Napa
with your hot boyfriend.
When you're in the middle of your divorce
and homeless, not so much.
You'll need a shower.
Um, Justin called.
He's gonna be here in 20 minutes.
Justin? Here?
[Sighs]
Fantastic. That's just great.
What, does he want to share more about his extramarital conquest?
Because I would love to hear all the juicy details.
Where'd they do it. How often.
Oh, I know! Who grabbed whose ass first.
You want me to let him know that you're too sarcastic
with a negotiation.
Something to do with the FBI.
You couldn't find another mediator
in all of San Francisco?
- You want me to cancel? - No, too obvious.
I want him to know that I don't care what he does.
You are not the boss of me.
Executive bathroom.
Kate!
I need you to fill these out.
- Insurance? - Mm-hmm, for the boat.
Title was in my name. I need those back today.
What? You're not gonna bitch at me for wearing a towel
at the office, now, are you, Lauren?
I'm homeless, remember?
You don't want to be seen
as somebody who bitches at homeless people.
Good morning to you too.
Whoa!
Oh! [Glass shatters]
Looks like a beautiful piece too.
Anyone asks, which they won't,
this happened inside that doorway.
Tiffany repro.
Out here, I just broke $5,000.
Ten feet yonder, it's covered.
Ben Grogan, right?
- Justin Patrick. - Sure.
- Ada Patrick. - Yeah.
Didn't recognize you down on your knees.
Not that I haven't made my share of ADAs grovel before.
Yeah, so I hear.
So you're working with Kate Reed now, huh?
I'm not sure yet if I'm working with or against.
Woman has an almost magical ability
to take a multimillion-dollar case
and turn it into a pro bono.
She has a knack for that sort of thing.
Anyway, I'm on my way to see her, so...
Good luck.
Um, Justin, she still might be...
Naked.
I think you should start knocking.
- You want me to, uh... - No.
- It's okay, I got it. - I got it.
Um...
You wanted to see me?
Yes.
Here I am.
Here you are.
How does this work? Do I ask the questions?
No, I... sorry, uh,
I got a phone call yesterday from the FBI,
New York bureau.
Two agents flew out last night.
They should be here any minute actually.
They're escorting a third party to mercy franciscan
for some sort of medical procedure.
Some foreign bigwig getting, like, a facelift?
Don't know much about it.
I just offered to set up the meeting.
They need to negotiate a liability waiver
for the surgery.
Alison Kurtz is representing the hospital.
And you thought what?
You would just come by and make introductions?
I'll do this for Alison.
Kate...
About what I said, okay? About what happened...
Forget about it. You don't need to say anything.
I want to clear the air. It's a small town.
We're gonna have to find a way to work together.
The air between us is about as clear as it's gonna get.
It was one night.
It's not the one night that hurts.
What hurts is the lie that you told every night after.
Hi, um...
- Hey! Hi! - Hi.
[Clears throat] Alison, come in.
Thank you for your help on this matter.
Yeah, okay, good. Okay, see ya.
- Thank you. - Mm-hmm, take care.
Ouch.
[Laughs] Whatever.
Last I heard, you were going through an amicable divorce.
"Amicable divorce." Wow, that's an oxymoron.
You know, if you can end a marriage without pain,
it wasn't much of a marriage to begin with.
Fill me in on your case.
[Metallic clatter]
Have you, uh, spoken with the FBI?
Briefly.
They've got some John Doe VIP,
and we want to cover our liability exposure.
And that's just about all I can tell you.
"National security."
Do people really say stuff like that?
These guys do.
Gentlemen, I'm Kate Reed.
Agent Donovan. Agent Hughes.
Oh, so good to meet you.
Um, why don't we head on over to the conference room
and we can get started?
So, miss Reed, do you always work barefoot?
Just on warm days.
What's up with the shiny-shoe guys?
You don't know?
Big shoe convention in town. Shiny, matte finish, blue suede.
- All kinds, really. - Huh.
I have no idea. Something to do with the FBI.
Oh, listen! I'm kinda slammed
and we haven't closed a deal for my assistant yet.
Would you mind running downstairs and picking me up
a large bag of jelly beans?
I got a client that loves them.
- Um... - Thanks, Leo.
You're the man.
Oh, wow.
These are gorgeous, Ian.
Very, very smart,
tapping into a more upscale, couture market.
Not my product.
What you're looking at is Jenny Chang.
Oh, well, she's very talented.
Indeed, a talented, backstabbing bitch.
Jenny was one of my top designers.
A year ago, she quit.
A week later, she set up shop across town.
Stole 14 of my best employees.
Did she sign a non-compete?
My usual 12 months.
I want her punished, Lauren.
The fashion business is a small world.
This has been very embarrassing.
Trust me, once she opens
a stern letter on Reed & Reed stationery,
we will be collecting damages, and a public apology for you,
very quickly.
What, is there something I'm missing?
Opposing counsel.
Ben Grogan.
Yes, it seems Mr. Grogan brought his client with him
when he merged with Reed & Reed, which was what, recently?
Yes, and we're very excited about it.
Mr. Grogan brings in a new energy, fresh ideas.
You cannot represent us both.
Of course not. I'll speak with Mr. Grogan.
A lot has changed around here.
Teddy always took care of me.
Ian, I'll straighten out Mr. Grogan.
And then we will straighten out miss Chang.
Okay, so, uh...
As I understand it, the FBI has escorted patient X
to San Francisco to undergo a liver transplant,
performed by a Dr. Laventhol at Mercy Franciscan, yeah?
Scheduled for 6:00 P.M. today.
Wow, the feds really do burn through the magic marker.
Do you guys get some kind of bulk discount or something?
[Chuckles]
Tough crowd.
Okay, if I'm gonna work out
any kind of useful liability protections,
I'm gonna need to know all the sordid details,
so who wants to fill me in?
I'm afraid we can't do that.
You look familiar.
Oh, dear God, it's true. You actually do work here.
Didn't you hit on me in some bar recently?
You know how some women
don't remember the pain of child labor?
I don't remember the bar. And yet here I am,
rosy cheeked, 153 pounds, 7 ounces,
right in the office next to yours.
We're gonna have so much fun together, Katie.
Pillow fights, movie nights, up gossiping till dawn!
What's the deal with Mulder and Scully?
You working with the FBI?
Shh.
- You like elevator music? - I like you not talking.
So the FBI won't spill any details.
Did they invoke "national security"?
Uh, about 16 times.
It's gotta be someone pretty high up the food chain
that needs a transplant.
State Department, senator, foreign head of state...
How can you turn your back on it?
- We signed papers in there! - Calm down.
No, I'm not gonna calm down!
- The decision's been made. - This isn't over.
You can't do this!
What's going on?
Look, it's about the surgery.
It's complicated. Sorry, Kate.
Alison, talk to me. I can help.
Yeah, I wish you could, but you can't.
Sorry.
Wow. Up all night decorating?
I lay down roots quickly. Like a weed.
This is Jenny Chang.
You may have seen her brilliant creations
in some of the upscale mags recently.
She also killed at fashion week in New York.
Yeah, I've seen your work. Impressive.
FYI, we're filing suit against Ian Saunders.
Am I missing something? Isn't Jenny the party in breach?
It's called aggressive lawyering.
False accusations, besmirching her good name.
Blah blah blah. Legal stuff.
Jenny signed a one-year non-compete clause.
And she did not compete.
She left ashland west, created a line of clothing...
that was just a hobby.
You're telling me she leased a warehouse,
purchased machinery and materials,
paid a staff, and produced a line... as a hobby?
Kind of an expensive hobby,
but it wasn't a business until she offered a product for sale,
which was 367 days after leaving Ashland West.
Your client ain't got a leg to stand on.
Maybe you don't understand the concept of partnership.
I know it's a new one for you.
But, you see, my client is your client.
Partnership, exactly. My client is your client.
Ian was a great mentor,
and I'm thankful for all he's done,
but as an artist, I need to express my vision.
Well coached.
Jelly beans?
I'm here. Where do I find this guy?
Laventhol...
- Got a first name? - Doctor.
Got him. Dr. Ted Laventhol.
Transplant surgery. Seventh floor, west pavilion.
Hi, I'd like to speak with a Dr. Laventhol.
I'd suggest calling his office for an appointment.
Are you with a patient?
Oh, my phone.
You know what? I have to get this, sorry.
Hi!
Uh-huh. Yeah, I was about to call you.
Uh-huh. How's Mars?
Who are you?
I'm Kate Reed.
I'm with the law firm of Reed & Reed.
Hospital sending more lawyers to jerk us around?
I... I'm just looking for Dr. Laventhol.
So he can clear us out?
You and that other lawyer, you can talk all you want.
I don't care. I know what's right!
And you're not gonna get rid of us that easily.
Jessie...
Hey, sweetie. It's okay.
Just...Just go back to sleep, okay?
Why don't you and I just go outside?
I don't really know what's happening here,
but I don't work for the hospital
and I am definitely not trying to throw you out,
so just tell me what's going on.
Maybe I can help.
What's going on is my wife is dying.
We've been on that list for 21/2 years.
She's here for a liver transplant?
And they call us last night.
Finally they found a match!
So we check in, they run some tests, and all of a sudden,
this morning, they announce that the surgery's off.
No reason.
I can't get an explanation out of anyone.
I...
[Sighs]
All because of my initials.
Excuse me?
Eight years ago, about a week before our wedding,
Roxy got my initials tattooed on her wrist.
The needle wasn't sterile.
That's how she got liver disease.
Jessie, how's she feeling?
How do you think she's feeling?
How could you do this to us?
It wasn't my decision. It's out of my hands.
Lawyers tell you to say that?
All right, stop, please.
Dr. Laventhol, I presume.
- Yes. - I'm Kate Reed.
I've been hired to mediate between the two parties
involved in this, and all I want to do is help.
So, uh, jessie, why don't you go back and sit with your wife,
give me a minute with the doc, and just call if you need me?
Fine.
I spoke with Alison Kurtz and the FBI this morning,
and I've been trying to figure out
what's going on here ever since.
I'm a surgeon.
It's not my job to question hospital protocol.
[Laughs]
And yet, you look like a man
with something to get off his chest, doc.
Whatever you tell me will be in strict confidence.
Roxanne Willis has been waiting for years,
inching her way to the top of the list.
I was informed just a couple of hours ago
that the donor organ,
it's gonna go to another patient.
He... he just jumped to the front of the line?
It's more common than you'd think,
especially if it's someone of power
or a wealthy patron of the hospital.
Okay, crazy me, but I just thought those decisions
were based on who might actually need the organ.
This other patient, I saw his chart.
Meld score, blood coagulation, kidney function.
All well below Roxanne's numbers.
Uh-huh. Meaning?
Patient "X" is probably gonna be stable
for at least another year.
Roxanne doesn't have that kind of time.
Whatever the outcome, this needs to resolve quickly.
The liver's only viable for another five hours.
[Phone rings]
Agent Hughes.
Hi, it's Kate Reed.
I'm with Alison Kurtz down in the hospital cafeteria
and we have the agreement ready for your signature.
Are you wearing shoes?
[Laughs] God, no.
I am barefoot as always.
It's kind of my look.
It works for you.
Agent Donovan has stepped away for a couple of minutes,
but I will call you back in a few.
You and... you and Donovan
haven't been together long, have you?
Three months.
And he's the, uh, the senior partner?
Why do you ask?
Alison can't stay, so you have two ways to play this.
One... you can either wait to ask your boss,
reinforcing your position as the junior partner,
or you can take decisive action
and tell him the decision you've made,
asserting yourself as an equal.
Of course, that's totally up to you.
Thanks for the career advice,
but, uh, I think I can handle this one on my own.
I'm just happy to help.
Bye.
I know you've come a long way for your transplant,
and I know how important it is to you,
but what you may not know is that that same organ
was promised to a young woman who is desperately sick,
and in much greater need of it than you.
You? You're still good.
Your vitals are strong. You've got time.
It's a terrible situation, I know,
but that's the situation that we're in.
So... I've only come to ask
that you consider this young woman's life
and you do what you feel is right.
[Low] Key.
- Key. - What?
Key! Unlock the cuffs!
[Struggling]
Hey!
[Choking] Help!
Hey!
I want to know what you're doing here
and exactly what was said inside that room.
Agent Hughes, do you have a first name?
Mine's Kate, as you know.
My first name isn't relevant.
Oh, is it something embarrassing?
Like Jed? Or Harvey?
How much do you know about patient "X"?
I know that he's got a strong grip.
I know that he is a prisoner that the FBI
flew to San Francisco for a liver transplant.
But what I don't know is why.
Obviously he was trading something for his surgery.
What was it? Information?
Do you mind if I ask the questions here?
And was the transplant his first request?
Because, you know, you should never jump at their opening bid.
Agent Hughes, I know a lot about negotiation,
and I could teach you a lesson or two.
That is very kind,
but I'm still not getting answers.
Miss Reed, you have a lovely smile,
but this is not a joke.
There are national security concerns.
You could be in a lot of trouble.
Really?
What are you gonna do? Arrest me?
Come on, I may not be up to date on my federal statutes,
but I don't think I've broken any laws.
You can go,
but I'd advise you to steer clear of FBI business.
Yes, sirs.
- Is it, like, Bartholomew? - Good-bye, miss Reed.
Yeah.
Thank you for coming back, Ian.
Yeah, I think I have a solution to our problem.
Now, if you like it, we would need approval
from the other party as well,
but I don't anticipate a problem there.
So my suggestion is simple...
Hey, can I borrow a cup of jelly beans?
Gonna introduce me to your friend?
I'd love to. In fact, why don't you join us?
You should hear this too.
Ian, this is our new partner, Ben Grogan.
Mr. Grogan.
How's your first day at Reed & Reed so far?
Place has potential.
Needs work, but nothing I can't fix.
Yeah, we're all so grateful that Mr. Grogan
has swooped in to fix us. [Laughs]
All right, my suggestion is this, Ian.
[Clears throat]
With your consent, Reed & Reed can represent
- both parties in this matter. - Both parties?
And I will remain committed to providing you
with the most aggressive representation possible,
and do everything in my power
to ensure you feel comfortable and cared for.
I don't feel comfortable or cared for.
Excuse me?
I don't think representing both parties is a good idea.
We need to pick a side. Hint: Not his.
Check your precedents. Check your case law.
Jenny Chang is completely within her rights.
You really think it is appropriate
to be having this debate in front of a client?
Oh, God, no, but the thing is,
he's not our client, he's the guy suing our client.
All due respect.
How is this your decision, exactly?
Last I checked, it was my name, not yours, on the letterhead.
The new letterhead's at the printers.
I had some great logo ideas, BTW.
Who exactly is in charge here?
Yes, evil blonde one?
Please, not today, Kate.
We have a problem with Ben.
- Oh, what's he doing now? - He's trying to force me
to throw Ian Saunders under the bus.
Ian, the women's wear king?
Oh, that guy used to bring me these polyester tracksuits.
Damn, those things were ugly.
I need you with me on this, Kate.
We are in serious danger of losing control of the firm.
I will talk to Ben,
and for that alone, you owe me big.
Okay.
Oh, and the insurance adjuster called.
I still need those forms.
Insurance, right. Working on it now.
Ah, Leo, just the man I wanted to see.
I need six copies of each of these... collated.
- Uh, Mr. Grogan. - Please, it's Ben.
Yeah, Ben.
You know I'm not your assistant, right?
You get that I work for Kate Reed?
Absolutely.
And she keeps me pretty busy, sunup to sundown,
- five days a week. - I'll bet.
So I can't take on
any additional responsibilities.
I totally hear you.
I totally get what you're saying.
Just drop 'em on my desk, okay?
You're the man.
I'm the man.
Kate, I work for the District Attorney.
I have no jurisdiction
over the Federal Bureau of Investigation.
You're law enforcement, they're law enforcement.
Just apply some leverage
and get them to reconsider what they're doing.
An ADA does not apply leverage to the FBI.
Listen, Roxanne Willis waited her turn,
she played by the rules, and now she's getting screwed!
I'm sorry, how is that my problem?
You brought this one to me, remember?
[Sighs]
What's that?
It's nothing. I'm working with a designer
on my campaign mailer. It's nothing.
"Justin Patrick."
"Fighting for what's right"... oh.
"For all San Francisco."
All right, come on.
Nice slogan.
Lauren says you're trying to force
Ian Saunders out as a client?
No foreplay? No chit-chat?
Can I get another donut, please?
He's been a client for 15 years!
He knew my dad longer than that!
Oh, he knew your dad. That's your argument?
Eice pediculum. "Dump the loser."
My dad knew a bunch of plumbers and bookies.
Should we pad the roster out with them too?
You want to fight Lauren, I'll buy front-row seats,
but taking on the both of us? Buddy, uh-uh.
That's a pretty steep hill.
We're not dropping Ian.
Jenny Chang is Ian Saunders 20 years ago.
Have you looked at Ian's numbers recently?
His sales have been dropping 10% annually
for the past six years.
Meanwhile, Jenny Chang's the talk of both coasts,
and she's just warming up.
We can't be in bed with both sides.
That trick never works.
Reed & Reed is in trouble.
We need income-producing clients that can dig us from this ditch.
You tell me, Kate,
what's the smart business decision here?
[Phone rings]
I have to take this.
Jessie, hi.
You said to call if I needed help.
They're discharging Roxanne, saying we have to go.
Okay, uh, hang tight.
I'll be right there. Okay.
Taxi!
Hey, Justin Patrick.
I appreciate you guys taking the time to come see me.
DA's office just likes to stay in the loop
whenever the bureau is working on something local,
see if we can grease any wheels, answer any questions.
- That sort of thing. - Well, just one question.
How did you survive being married to Kate Reed?
[Laughs] Yeah, right?
It was an interesting and wild ride.
But when it was great, it was great.
My apologies if she's causing you any grief.
No man should apologize for his ex-wife.
Take it from a guy who's got three.
Whoa. [Laughter]
So what can you tell me about your case?
Ever heard of Shin Yamamoto?
He's a hired gun for the Japanese mob
based in New York.
He's doing an eight-year stint
at Marion for armed robbery and extortion.
And you boys just thought a new liver
would be the perfect gift?
We're building a case against the New York Yakuza,
who controls a growing piece
of the illegal gun trade in the city.
Turns out Yamamoto had a lot of dealings with their top guys
before he was set up.
So you need Yamamoto
to give up intel on their organization?
He's the only one willing to testify... for a price.
Wow.
An organ transplant is quid pro quo.
I have to say, I've never heard that before.
Such a shame, you know? There's so few livers out there
and so many people needing them.
Dying for them, actually.
Be a tragedy if an innocent person,
a good citizen,
died just so you could keep a bad guy drinking.
Well, there are factors
that we are not at liberty to discuss.
National security?
The Yakuza kill a lot of people.
Yamamoto's testimony could save a lot of lives.
Now, why don't you let us be the FBI,
and you go back to being the city DA?
Oh, I'm sorry, assistant DA, right?
- Alison! - Kate, what are you doing here?
I know about Roxanne Willis and I know that the hospital
is trying to discharge her.
The FBI pulled strings.
The decision was made by the hospital board.
It's really not my call.
A... just let her stay the night.
What if your primary patient falls out?
Alison, come on. You know this isn't right.
Kate, I can't get involved.
And what if she doesn't get a second chance?
What if she can't hold on long enough
to make it to the top of the list again?
Are you ready to live with that?
That you couldn't get involved?
Just one more night.
[Sighs]
I'll make a call.
Thank you.
I assume they're upset about their gi as well?
[Scoffs]
No one could have seen this coming.
Gift?
They recently made a very generous donation
to the hospital.
Of course, we would never admit
it directly affects their placement on the list,
- but you do the math. - Wow, you guys
run your transplant list like a line to get into a nightclub.
Are you kidding me? W... what kind of system is this?
I wish I could tell you it works differently,
but it doesn't.
When it comes to life and death, people play as hard as they can.
[Sighs]
[Knock at door]
So I worked it out with the hospital,
and you can stay.
Thank you.
Roxanne, this is Kate Reed.
Hi, you were a little out of it last time we met.
Thanks for trying to help us.
This whole thing has been such a nightmare.
I can't even imagine.
Livers don't grow on trees.
It'd look pretty strange if they did.
You know, I gotta ask.
You guys donated 60 grand to the hospital?
We've been waiting and waiting.
A friend suggested this might speed things along.
So then you just bought your way?
We took out a second mortgage
to make that donation. It was everything we had.
Look, I don't know if I'd do anything different
if I were in your shoes.
No of this makes sense.
Is there any way we can win this?
Or should I just go home
and hope that the phone rings in time?
I've asked the Assistant District Attorney
to look into it.
I'm sorry if any of our actions were less than perfect,
but this... this illness has just run us over.
[Phone rings]
This is him.
Justin?
I met with the agents.
It all went south. They're not backing down.
Well, of course not. Not at first.
You just gotta push hard with guys like that.
Get up in their grill. Wear them down...
Kate, you're not listening to me.
It's over. It's not gonna happen. Sorry.
I met with the insurance adjuster.
He's in agreement that the boat has indeed blown up,
but he can't file our claim
because you haven't filled out the forms.
Uh, I'm almost done, and they should be on your desk
in less than an hour.
Okay, and have you spoken with Ben yet?
I really need to settle this Ian Saunders crisis.
Yes, we did talk, briefly.
And?
And I think it's important that, um,
the three of us sit down.
- I am sitting down. - Good. That's good.
That's a good start. So don't move, okay?
[Knock at door]
So there's the question of Ian Saunders versus Jenny Chang,
and then there's the larger question
of how the three of us are going to work together.
[Scoffs] Badly, it seems.
Yet here we are,
trapped like three virgins on prom night.
All we're saying, Lauren, is you have to accept the fact
that with three equal partners, you can't always have your way.
"We"? No.
There's no "we." We're not saying anything.
Do not ever claim me as your teammate.
Oh, I'm sorry,
I was agreeing with you. It won't happen again.
It's a simple matter of keeping the winners and losing the dogs.
Kate, could you please put this to rest
and explain to Ben that Ian is not going anywhere
so we can move on?
I think it's important that we consider all sides
of that question so we can move on.
Are you in this meeting or are you mediating it?
If I were mediating, I'd be getting paid.
And for you two, I would charge double.
All I'm asking is that you hear him out.
[Sighs]
[Clears throat]
A... Jenny Chang did not violate her non-compete.
B... Ian Saunders' designs are hopelessly dated,
and unless Flashdance makes a massive comeback,
he's going down.
C... if you guys had more clients like Jenny Chang to begin with,
you probably wouldn't be looking at my gorgeous face today.
Okay, first of all, I don't like you,
and agreeing with you about anything
feels a little like having slugs crawl up my back.
But...
He's right.
W...
You really want to kick Ian to the curb?
Well...
your father understood that there is a value
to integrity, and loyalty, and doing what's right
for our clients we have built relationships with.
Yes, and sometimes we have to do
what's right for Reed & Reed.
So, what, the two of you just called me in here to sandbag me?
- No. - Kind of.
Well, okay then. Great meeting, people.
Oh, Lauren.
Thanks for having my back.
Come to the dark side, Katie.
I could make you very happy here.
Mmm, Shin Yamamoto's rap sheet is long.
Will you please stop moving?
So the FBI stole Roxanne's place in line,
but then when the Willises donated money, for all I know,
they cut in line in front of little orphan Annie.
Leo, I want simple.
You gotta make a choice.
You gotta take a stand.
And no more sleeping in your office.
Sleeping in the office is for day traders
and private eyes, not Kate Reed.
Okay, Roxanne Willis, the one person in this
- whose life is in jeopardy. - Thank you.
When in doubt, go with saving a life.
All right, tell me about Yamamoto.
Uh, lived in New York eight years.
Long Beach, California, before that.
Had a messy little life there too.
Ooh, messy in what way?
Two felony arrests, both dismissed.
Suspected of extortion, drug dealing,
couple drunken brawls,
and one charge still outstanding.
We got him.
Urinating in public? Are you kidding me?
Technically, it's lewd conduct.
Yamamoto was arrested in Long Beach,
but then he moved to New York before settling the charge,
so, in California, he is a wanted man.
You want me to face down the FBI
with an outstanding warrant for lewd conduct?
I'm sorry, this doesn't exactly strike me
as a brilliant strategic move.
If he's stuck in jail overnight,
he can't have the surgery, which then means that the organ
goes to the next person on the list.
A woman's life is at stake, Justin.
Do you have any idea the muck that will rain down on my head
if the DA hears about this?
You know what? You said it yourself.
We have to find some way to work together.
And this is your idea of us working together?
You tell me what to do and I just do it?
So you're in?
Leo!
- Leo! - What?
Did you copy those files for me?
- Nope, didn't. - Where are they now?
Probably by the coffee machine where you left them.
Really need those copies, man.
The thing is, Mr. Grogan... Ben...
the essential thing I've been trying to communicate to you
is I don't work for you. I work for Kate Reed.
Now, that might seem like a subtle distinction to you,
but to me, it is huge, because Kate does meaningful,
positive things in this world.
And I know, in my own way,
when I'm making copies for Kate Reed,
I'm making copies for good.
I'm xeroxing for a better America.
And that's why I work for her and not you.
And if you have a problem with that, then you can fire me.
Oh, wait, that's right, you can't,
because I work for Kate Reed.
Totally hear you.
Totally respect what you're saying.
Listen, could you drop this in outgoing mail for me?
What? It's right on your way.
- Mr. Patrick? - Yes.
- The warrant you requested. - Thank you.
No thug is getting away with peeing in public on my watch.
This is a good thing you're doing.
I'm sorry, what?
Did you just say something nice about me?
It just slipped out.
All right, let's go.
Agents.
Can we help you with something?
We have an outstanding warrant for your prisoner.
Turns out he's a wanted man in this state.
A ten-year-old warrant? And a misdemeanor?
You have got to be kidding.
Well, misdemeanors are kind of my specialty
as the Assistant DA.
Doctor, is the patient well enough for transport?
The patient is plenty healthy.
You have any idea
how fast that warrant will get thrown out?
Oh, no doubt.
'Course it'll be morning before you get to see a federal judge.
That's too late for surgery.
But that's plenty of time for you two
to catch the noon flight back to New York City.
Mr. Yamamoto, you're under arrest.
Excuse me. [Speaking Japanese angrily]
You have the right to remain silent.
Thanks for meeting me.
- Scotch? - Please.
I didn't want another day to go by without settling this.
I knew that you'd handle it.
I've given this a lot of thought, Ian,
and I think it's best
for both of us that we part ways.
You gotta be kidding. You are dropping me?
Okay, well, we've had a great run, Ian,
but your interests and ours are no longer in sync.
Now, I'm sorry if this seems unfair or disloyal to you,
but I hope you understand that my first loyalty
has to be with Reed & Reed.
You know, when Teddy first started bringing you around,
he would go on and on
about what a brilliant legal mind you were.
And we all nodded obligingly,
but everyone had you pegged for a trophy wife,
with little to offer beyond a pleasant smile
and a great ass. If Teddy was here today...
but Teddy's not here. I am.
I run this firm now. And like it or not,
Teddy is not looking over my shoulder tonight.
This is my decision.
And, Ian, I think it's best that we say good-bye.
I will see you in court.
[Sighs]
Maybe, just maybe, it's a good thing you're doing here.
Of course, our case has pretty much
screwed the pooch, so...
Is it okay if I have a word with the prisoner?
He's your prisoner now. Knock yourself out.
Hi! Remember me?
- Get out. - No.
I'm sorry you didn't get your liver, but the good news is
your testimony is still valuable.
It's not over.
And I cannot wait to explain
what happened tonight to DA Davidson.
Go for it. He hates me anyway.
Excuse me! Sorry to interrupt.
Uh, I just cut a deal with Yamamoto.
I hope that's okay.
He's got a nephew in Florida
doing a one-year bit for dealing pot.
If you cut that down to parole,
and you throw in two hours a day of TV time for Yamamoto,
and guarantee him his old place
on the transplant list, he'll testify.
San Francisco. You gotta love this town.
It's Stan, by the way.
My first name.
It's good to meet you, Stan.
We better get upstairs.
Off to surgery.
I've been waiting a long time to say that.
- Thank you so much. - You're welcome.
And good luck.
[Both sigh]
We still make a good team, Kate.
I hope you remember that.
I do.
Oh, I do. [Sighs]
Kate, I screwed up.
But maybe we finally have a chance to talk about
all the things that we never talked about
when we were married. We get a fresh start.
Justin, we need simple.
Yes, okay, agreed.
I signed the divorce papers.
I'd appreciate if you could countersign
and get them back to me soon.
I got your second, no, third message,
and I wanted to get you those forms before the weekend.
Great.
Your hair is different.
Kate, you didn't fill out the last two pages.
How was your day?
I had a drink with Ian Saunders.
Told him we couldn't represent him anymore.
How'd he take it?
I'm an idiot, a fraud,
and a dishonor to my dead husband.
Oh, so he took it well.
Oh, he did say something nice about my ass.
Hmm.
It was the right move letting him go.
I think this is the first decision you've made
that isn't a "what would Teddy do?"
I hadn't thought of it that way.
You'll have to be every bit as good as him,
but you don't have to be him.
I should go.
- Yeah. - Yeah.
It's getting late. I gotta check into a hotel.
Mmm.
[Sighs]
Um, Kate, you know, you could just stay here.
Oh...
Me, you, under the same roof? No, not safe.
There's four bedrooms... I mean,
I... I'm just rattling around this big ol' place by myself.
We... we'd never even run into each other.
Yeah... okay. All right.
Yeah. Good. But just for tonight.
Downstairs. Last door on the left.
Sheets and towels are in the top closet.
- Like my eggs sunny side up. - Good luck with that.