Previously, on The Firm.
Hello, mother. Why did you come back?
After all these years, why now?
BEN: So, you're Maxine's daughter...
ABBY: I've been talking to the same three people
for, like, 10 years.
So it's really nice to-
Talk to someone new, I get it.
Sometimes I wish my life was simpler.
I want you to come home, Ab.
I want us to be okay again.
What happened is done.
It could all be just something else;
another conspiracy.
Boss, your old man died in prison because of this guy.
I told you, when I was ready,
we'd deal with Mitch McDeere.
It's time.
I'm sorry guys, we're closed.
Mitch McDeere, I've thinking about this moment
since I was 15 years old.
- You know why I'm here? - Go on, you son of a bitch.
Get it over with.
I don't wanna kill you.
I wanna hire you.
When I was 15 years old I made a promise to find you.
And I'm a man who takes his promises very seriously.
I know Abby and Claire are in Kentucky.
I know Tammy is working on her divorce in Tennessee.
What do you want?
I told you.
I want to hire you.
A friend of mine has been charged with murder here in D.C.
His name is Patrick Walker.
I want you to represent him.
You're not serious.
You let me know what it is about my tone
that suggests I'm not serious.
He's a good friend.
He's been framed for a crime he didn't commit,
and I want him out.
- You need a lawyer - - I know what I need!
He's not part of my family.
He's an economist.
Went to school at MIT.
Works for a big think-tank here in town;
spends his days thinking about job creation
and trade deficits.
- Who did he kill? - Nobody.
A woman, allegedly; not that she's nobody,
but like I said, he was framed.
Joey, I'm just a guy.
I never even knew your father.
I'd joined a firm in Memphis and everything went wrong.
I never testified -
You helped the Feds!
You took down the law firm, which took down my father.
You cannot blame me for...
I'm sorry, I didn't realize we were having a debate.
Whose turn is it, yours or mine?
Here's my offer.
You are gonna handle the case.
That's what you're gonna do for me.
If you do,
the McDeere and Morolto families will be square.
That's what I'm gonna do for you.
Why me?
Because this is what you do best:
uncover the truth.
In Memphis... now with Nobel Insurance,
you see what other lawyers don't.
And, uh...
Most lawyers just want to win.
You need to win.
A good boss knows how to incentivise his employees.
And if I say no?
You've two choices, Mitch.
You can do this for me,
or you can wait until we leave,
call Louis Coleman and you can run.
Maybe I won't find you.
But I promise you this...
I won't stop looking.
I'll be back in the morning.
If you're here, I'll know I have a lawyer.
If you're not, I'll know I don't.
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I can't believe he just walked into the office.
They have been watching us for months.
So why not do something sooner? Why now?
The case.
He's keeping us alive so we can get his friend released.
What stops him from killing us after?
Nothing. His promise.
We can run.
Not with the Feds, on our own.
We've always had a backup plan.
Which would work if we were all together.
We need to make a decision right now.
- Do we call Louis? - Or what, work for the Mob?
Are you really considering this?
Yeah, of course I'm considering this, Ray.
It's because the alternative is to call my wife,
who has just been through a living hell,
and tell her that we are running again.
So instead, you're gonna tell her
you're working for Joey Morolto?
Look, if we can get Morolto out of our lives
then maybe she will come back and we will be okay.
But even if you do this, we are nowhere near okay.
Let's just talk to the client; one meeting.
Morolto said that he is not Mob; that he is an economist.
I don't like it.
If something goes wrong we get the hell out of here.
Okay, fine. Do it.
Call Louis.
One meeting.
BEN: Unfortunately,
I do still have to charge you for our sessions.
Really?
I know you were hoping for that awkward interlude
on the balcony with your therapist discount, but...
[laughing]
Well, it only seems fair.
Is that what you are now, my therapist?
You know, I might take it personally
if you hire someone else.
I'm just saying,
I don't know how the board of ethics would feel
about you kissing a patient.
I mean, that was you wasn't it?
[laughing] You know, it was pretty dark out there.
BEN: No, no, that was me.
So...?
So I think you need to
schedule an appointment right away.
How's tomorrow at two?
Two's good. [phone beeping]
Hey, um that's my other line.
I gotta go.
Yeah, yeah, go.
See you then.
- Hey! - Hey.
Glad I caught you.
Yeah, you caught me.
Hey so, my dad's taking Claire
to work with him at the bank today.
And my mom invited me to lunch.
So, how's it going?
It's...
It's not so good,
but we'll see how it goes today.
I miss you.
I know I'm supposed to be giving you space,
but I just wanted to...
I just wanted to call and say it.
ABBY: I miss you too.
Look, a client just walked in the office.
Can I call you back?
Yeah.
Tammy, I gotta run.
I'll call you back.
May I?
You know, I never liked these but I've heard Reagan ate 'em.
He did all right for himself, huh?
You're here - Guess that means you're in.
Not exactly.
We want a meeting with the client.
I can save you the trip.
He's innocent.
- How do you know that? - He told me.
You'll find most people don't lie to me.
You know what I think?
I think if you wanted to kill us
you would have done it by now, but you didn't.
You waited, you know why?
Because this case -
this guy, he matters to you.
You don't want us to take this case,
you need us to take this case.
I need a meeting.
- Antonio? - Yeah, boss?
[speaks Italian]
[buzzer ringing]
This is him?
Mitch McDeere, Patrick Walker.
Something wrong?
I'm thinking [exhaling deeply].
Are you thinking if something's wrong?
I'm thinking three button suit,
which means you will follow trends.
I'm thinking do I want a lawyer who follows trends?
Patrick...
I'm thinking charcoal grey feels safe and predictable.
Do I want a lawyer who's safe and predictable?
Hey! Dial it back.
Here's what I'm thinking -
one and two button suits are worn by prosecutors.
Double-breasted, by Mob lawyers,
which I invite you to hire.
Fair enough.
I'm thinking trials are about persuasion,
which means about juries.
Juries want comfort, not excitement.
They want to trust the guy who's asking them
to put an alleged killer back out on the street.
I'm thinking, do I want a client
who is sure that he is the smartest guy in the room
when I have been here for 30 seconds
and I know that he is clearly not?
I like him.
Told you.
Sorry.
You know the charge?
I know it's a murder charge.
I don't know anything about the victim.
Yeah, well neither do I.
Her name is Charlotte Miller and that's all they told me.
You must know something.
I know where I went out for drinks after work.
Roma, one of my famous clubs here in town.
It's a restaurant/bar, very upscale.
You never saw the victim?
I don't even know who she is.
I went home, took off my suit and went out again.
There was a poker game at a place called The Palace.
I was in my car and all of a sudden
there were these lights behind me, pulling me over.
Were you drunk? I didn't think so.
I was fine.
But this cop wants to give me a breathalyser.
I blew a .08.
That's legally impaired.
Barely.
They arrested me and then impounded the car.
And I guess they found a...
suitcase in the trunk.
Cops said she was stuffed inside.
Undressed and strangled.
The victim's body was found in the trunk of your car?
He didn't kill her -
like I said, he was framed.
I know how this looks, but I'm telling you.
Man to man.
I have never met Charlotte Miller.
Time's up, Mitch.
Are you in or out?
- You took the case? - I said we're in.
"We're out" really didn't seem workable in the moment.
So, you think this Patrick was framed?
Unlikely.
A killer puts a strange woman
in an innocent economist's trunk?
I said "unlikely."
Um-hm.
But you gotta admit, it is possible.
A body in a suitcase is easily portable.
They'd slip it in his trunk when he's at the bar,
or when he's back at his apartment.
So, we're doing this? We're trying to figure this out?
The first sign of trouble, we back out and we run.
We're already at the 15th sign of trouble.
You can't have it both ways, Ray.
You can't do this and give me crap for doing it.
Okay, what do you want me to do?
Patrick said that he was on his way to a poker game
when he got pulled over.
Verify if the poker game was happening that night.
And what are you doing?
I'm gonna go to the U.S. Attorney's office,
see if the Prosecutor has a theory.
And if so, we need to know what it is.
You drew this case?
Don't worry, this one doesn't involve national security.
I'll tell you what I know, but you won't want to hear it.
My client didn't even know the victim.
And you believe him?
Well, it's my job to believe him
until you prove otherwise.
Your job? Since when do you rep Walker?
I thought I was dealing with Barry Vance on this one.
Vance is out; I'm in.
Fine by me.
Vance is a mob lawyer mouthpiece.
Really?
Your boy's connected.
Word is Walker is tight with Joey Morolto of Chicago.
Nah, they're old friends. He's not even Mob.
Not even Italian.
Look, I gotta turn this footage over to you anyways,
so you might as well see it while you're here.
That's Walker's building;
freight elevator at the end of the third floor hall.
You'll note it's 2:04,
about 12 minutes before your boy gets pulled over.
That's the suitcase with Charlotte Miller inside.
There's a camera in the lobby elevator.
That's why he's using the freight.
But he didn't know they put one in here a few months ago.
How do you know the suitcase isn't empty?
Wheels get caught; he uses both hands to pull the bag on.
You know why?
It weighs 117 pounds.
- Circumstantial. - Like hell.
Charlotte Miller is in that bag.
We also found her clothes.
Her clothes were in his building?
They were bundled up with your client's sheets
and thrown down the trash chute.
Not smart.
Must have been moving pretty quickly,
which is why I don't think he meant to kill her.
- Manslaughter? - Rough sex gone wrong...
they met at Roma, went back to his place;
things got a little hot and heavy...
You want my theory, there you have it.
ABBY: I thought we were having lunch.
We are.
Now, before you look at these
I want a quick opinion, not a big to-do.
Your father mentioned
that you balanced the books for your little firm at home.
Patronizing, condescending and vaguely sexist,
but I am going to choose not to see it that way.
I'm gonna choose to see it as you asking me for help.
You know I'm not very good with money.
Well, you were always better at spending it
than you were with accounting for it.
Rude, obnoxious, vaguely sexist...
Okay, what's the problem?
The budget for the community centre.
We get significant funding from the state every year,
but if you look at what we spend on the children
it doesn't add up.
Dr. Wilson mentioned that.
Really? During one of your sessions?
Don't you have an accountant?
Yes we do.
His name is Charles Finley.
He took over for Martin Gorham when he passed last year.
Nice man...
But?
But Martin had a ledger.
He kept everything by hand.
Since Charles has come on board, we can't seem to find it.
That's convenient.
And suspicious, I agree.
We can't compare the new numbers with the old ones
without that ledger.
Charles says he simply misplaced it,
but it does make me wonder.
Hm...
Nice place. - Yeah, what brings you in?
Um, Mitch is gonna come down and have a talk with Joey.
Maybe not the best time; things are pretty tense.
- Can I get you something, sir? - Nah, I'm good thanks.
They tell me you were inside, Brushy Mountain.
Yeah, I did a 15 year bid.
Did a nickel myself at Joliet.
Huh...
So this... Patrick...
why is the boss so invested?
- You guys gonna get him out? - I don't know.
He already lied about the poker game,
so that's not a good way to start.
Yeah, you guys need to do somethin'.
Boss likes Patrick.
- He trusts him. - Yeah, why?
The kid's crazy smart.
Helps Joey with all the business stuff.
Right now, he's the guy Joey trusts the most.
Patrick lied.
I just talked to the Prosecutor.
Everything Patrick told us was a lie.
You wanna sit?
Her clothes were in his building.
They found them wrapped up in his sheets
and thrown down the incinerator chute.
- Damn... - You knew?
Patrick told me the clothes were gone.
Burned.
They have him on video getting on the elevator
12 minutes before the cops picked him up.
With the suitcase.
No, there weren't any cameras.
They were installed two months ago.
Now look, I don't know what your angle is, Joey,
but I will give you my professional opinion.
Patrick is going to prison.
That doesn't work for me.
The Prosecutor thinks it's manslaughter.
I say we run with that offer and plead it out.
Okay, he lied.
We lied.
But the case is the same; he was framed.
You don't believe that...
When he got back to his apartment the girl was there.
He found her in his bed.
What was he supposed to do? She was dead.
Strangled, half naked...
It was a set-up.
Why didn't he call you? Ask for help?
I don't know.
He was drinking.
If he had, we wouldn't be here right now.
I'm out. I want out of this.
You're not out; you got a wife and kid, remember?
[chuckling]
To hell with this, we're getting played.
Yeah, I'm starting to get that impression.
This Patrick guy is a real piece of work; stone-cold liar.
He's a lot more than that, brother.
I think he's Joey's closest advisor.
Meaning what?
Meaning our new client is not just an economist.
He's Joey's new consigliere.
Joey Morolto?
We spent all that time and money
protecting you and your family from the Chicago Mob -
I was gonna tell you.
I got shot helping Abby with the Noble case.
I broke you and Ray out of jail.
I risked my career
and Joey Morolto waltzes through your front door
and I have to read about it in a surveillance report?
Are you still watching me?
No, not you, him.
The FBI tracked him from Chicago to D.C.
But they didn't know to warn you because you left the program.
Hey look, it's not like I asked to see him.
He found me.
And offered you a job.
And your brains are so scrambled after Noble Insurance
you said yes.
- How did you know that? - I'm a Federal Agent, Mitch.
You signed the visiting log at a prison.
And yes, let me tell you something.
We know about Patrick Walker.
And you know that I didn't have a choice.
Joey made me an offer:
I either take the case and we're square, or run.
And you believe him?
You think you do this one thing for him
he's just gonna forget that you put his father in prison?
I was trying to protect my family.
I should just let you do this.
I should just walk away.
Didn't all this start
because you didn't want to be a Mob lawyer?
Louis, what do you want me to say?
Let' s go.
Where?
[Sighing] The FBI.
You wanna work for Joey Morolto
you need to see what you're getting into.
This is your client.
He's one of Joey Morolto's top lieutenants.
Mitch, it's the wrong time to get involved with the Moroltos.
There's a major rift in the family.
- Over what? - Over the future.
Joey is the next generation of the mob.
He understands that the Golden Age is over.
He wants to move the family connections
to move into legitimate businesses.
And so, what's the problem?
You're looking at 'em here.
These guys, they don't care about legitimate businesses.
They run vice operations, loan sharking, gambling, hijacking;
they're not too happy about being pushed aside.
They don't like the boss listening to Patrick Walker.
Exactly, Joey's already got a consigliere,
Antonio Cervino.
How do you think he feels about the new kid in town?
Your client.
Madge, it's Charley Findley.
I found those invoices you wanted.
Okay, Charles, I'm betting you still have that ledger.
[sighing]
- A rift? - It makes sense;
Joey's headed in a new direction.
- This guy, what's his name? - Antonio... something.
Yeah, Antonio. He's upset about being replaced,
so he figures out a way to eliminate the competition.
So you think Antonio framed Patrick,
but a couple of hours ago
you were convinced that Patrick was guilty.
It's possible.
It is possible, right?
Oh, yeah right.
I don't care about the truth.
We argue it, it gets us reasonable doubt;
gets us off the hook with Joey.
- What? - Nothing, just...
you not caring about the truth.
We've come a long way.
Look, if we're gonna do this you need to talk to Joey.
Antonio's still his top lieutenant.
Gonna have to clear it with him first.
[hollow tapping]
[door opens] What are you doing?
I'm Maxine Sutherland's daughter.
This is a private office.
That's my private property.
This is not your...
You had no right to come in here.
I'm taking this.
You will do no such thing.
Ben, Dr. Wilson!
Abby, what's going on? Are you all right?
Ben, the ledger...
Charles has it; it's in his desk
What ledger?
The one that he claims is missing.
This woman broke into my office.
It's right there under his desktop.
Abby...
It's right there. He's stealing.
Money's missing, you said so yourself.
- Charles, I'm sorry. - What?
This woman's a patient and I've been counselling her.
She had no right breaking into your office.
You'd better get her out of here.
Now.
Abby...
What was that?
I was about to ask you the same thing.
You did nothing.
All you had to do was open his desk.
Exactly, Abby, his desk.
You can't just break into somebody's office.
Okay, let's get one things straight.
You and I have had some conversations
but you are not counselling me, and I am not your patient.
You know, after that maybe you should be.
My father was 43 when they made him boss.
Me? I'm a legacy.
I inherited this family.
I think that's why people underestimate me.
Some even question my view of the future.
Listen Morolto, we don't underestimate you
and we mean you no disrespect.
But it is pretty clear
that you are listening to the advice of Patrick Walker
rather than your consigliere.
- No. - You trust Patrick,
it makes sense that Antonio would feel threatened.
I said no.
My consigliere has been with this family for 40 years.
He's served my father with love.
It doesn't have to be the truth.
We can take that argument to the jury.
It can get us reasonable doubt.
You're asking for permission
to accuse my top lieutenant of framing Patrick?
Yes.
I can't do that.
Find another way to win.
[drops keys]
You and I need to talk.
If it were up to me, you'd be dead.
Killed you myself months ago when we found you.
Joey Sr. was more than my boss.
I would have taken a bullet for him.
The fact that you're breathing,
and he's not...
it offends me.
I assume you know this.
I was overruled by his son, so that was that.
Loyalty, respect, discipline -
what goes on between me and my boss
is between me and my boss.
So, the next time you question my loyalty...
you remember something.
My loyalty's the only reason you're alive.
[knocking] Hello?
Allan.
Sorry to interrupt.
I thought I might find you here.
Um, no problem, we were just finishing up.
This is the Assistant U.S. Attorney, Allan Harper.
This is Antonio -
I'm sorry, I-I don't....
know your full name.
[quietly] Nice company you're keeping.
Hm, what have you got there?
Well, speaking of people who'd prefer to remain anonymous,
we've got some new discovery on the Walker case.
It turns out what we gave you wasn't complete.
Apparently your client's car wasn't stopped
solely because of his erratic driving.
Which he denies.
The officer was responding to an anonymous tip
relayed through the 911 operator.
A tip?
Reporting that your client was drunk
and where his car would be.
My client says he was framed.
Now, hang on.
The tip supports his defence.
The caller could have been a set-up.
That call could have come from anyone.
Passing motorists who saw him weaving -
Which I am moving to suppress.
Then you'll lose.
The search was good, Mitch.
No judge is gonna toss a body in that trunk.
Right, so that's why you came here, to see my reaction?
Because you're not nervous...
Hey. Thank you for coming.
You walked away pretty angry today.
Could you blame me?
I'm sorry.
I was caught a little off guard.
You sold me out, Ben.
You sold out the kids who need treatment.
Why, because I wouldn't break into a colleague's desk?
Because he's stealing, Ben, and we had the evidence.
But instead of holding him accountable,
you apologized to him for my behaviour.
Well, if you knew he was stealing,
you should have called the police.
I didn't know. That's why I was investigating.
Investigating? Do you hear yourself, Abby?
Look, I'm sorry I disappointed you.
But pretty much any guy you would have called at that moment
would have done the same thing.
I can think of one who wouldn't.
Yeah...
Why did you kiss me?
Because I wanted to.
Why did you kiss me back?
I don't have a good answer for that.
Try.
The day you met me
you knew I was running, and I am.
And the pills...
and you are a reaction to being scared.
And you know what?
As tired as I am, I think I am mostly tired of being scared.
Spoke to the brothers McDeere today.
Word is we've got an internal problem.
What kind of a problem?
A rift.
Their word, not mine.
A divide, a split -
- I know what a rift is. - Good.
You know I plan to take this family legit.
You know that's our future. Mr. Morolto -
You know Patrick?
He's part of that plan.
He's helping me shape that plan,
and I understand why that might upset you.
Senior Morolto,
I don't know what I've done to deserve your disrespect.
But after 40 years,
do I really have to declare my loyalty?
No.
I assume your loyalty.
As my consigliere,
you're here because I want your advice.
Is there a rift, a divide, a split,
a problem I need to know about?
No.
Got it; 12 second call from 911.
- Did you listen to it? - No.
MAN: Yeah, I'm calling about a drunk driver
heading south from Virginia Avenue,
near Victoria Boulevard.
He's in an '09 black BMW 5 Series, about 30.
Dark hair, dark jacket...
you better get out there before he kills somebody.
That's why the cops stopped Patrick.
You think that's someone calling from the road?
No way; too quiet, too specific.
Not enough road noise -
I don't think that was from a moving vehicle.
No, I agree.
If Patrick Walker was framed
that is probably the voice of the man who did it.
I didn't know they'd put a camera on the freight elevator.
Yeah, we kind of figure that.
Or about the victim's clothes,
which were found wrapped in your sheets?
[sigh] I panicked.
I told you the truth, okay?
I don't know Charlotte Miller and I didn't kill her.
I don't believe him.
I found her in my bedroom.
I mean, yeah I left that part out,
but it doesn't change anything.
Whether somebody put her in my bed, or my car,
I was still framed.
I don't know what to believe.
But we did find something.
You weren't pulled over for erratic driving.
The cop who stopped you got an anonymous tip.
What kind of a tip?
A 911 call saying exactly where you were.
I told you, see, that shows that I was framed.
Well, it's a start.
I wasn't drunk.
Legally, maybe, but I was driving fine.
Somebody wanted that cop to stop me.
Who knew you were drinking?
Nobody. I don't know.
Maybe the guys at Joey's club,
but they're not the kind to call the police.
Yeah, well maybe your friends in the Morolto family
aren't feeling so friendly these days.
What does that mean?
It means maybe you got too close to the boss.
You know, pissing off gangsters can be bad for your health.
You think this was an inside job?
One of Joey's guys?
You ask that like it hasn't occurred to you.
Which I find interesting considering your intelligence.
Look, there are rules
about when cops can use anonymous tips.
They can't just search because someone called them.
The tip has to be sufficiently reliable.
And you don't think it was?
Maybe not. I filed motion to suppress.
So, what happens if we win?
Then the search is out, the police had no right to stop you,
and then anything found in the trunk is inadmissible.
Even a body?
Yes.
The prosecutor wouldn't be allowed
to connect the body to the car.
The only thing left would be the victim's clothes.
And that's no enough to charge murder.
No, probably not.
So, we could be one hearing away from freedom?
Both of us.
You said Claire liked books?
I'll have it shipped to your house.
She's gonna love it, dad.
Hey, I've been doing a lot of thinking and -
And it's time for you two to go.
We'll see you soon.
I had a feeling.
Your mother told me about the Dr. Wilson situation.
What situation?
You finding the ledger.
You know, some things never change.
You never could bear the idea
of anyone getting away with anything.
I never could, could I?
You-you broke into the man's office, Abby.
I had to know.
I know that it sounds crazy, dad -
No it doesn't; it doesn't sound crazy.
You always were brave, fearless.
You had to know the truth.
It sounds like you.
It sounds like Mitch.
I've been blaming him -
resenting him for where we are, but it's-it's not just him.
That instinct, that needing to know -
that's in me too.
I missed you.
I wish mom and I had connected.
She wants to.
Don't give up on her.
Try one more time before you go.
I pulled behind the vehicle driven by a white male.
An '09 black BMW 5 Series -
saw what I observed to be erratic driving.
Objection.
Sustained; you'll need to be more specific, officer.
Varying speeds, a slight weave within the lanes,
so I hit the lights and made him stop.
And what exactly did you observe?
The defendant; He matched the description.
He had a breath mint in his mouth,
but it didn't mask the smell of alcohol.
I removed him from his car
and asked him to take a breathalyser exam.
And did he? Yes.
Your Honour, let the record reflect
the results of that breathalyser, .08.
The defendant was legally impaired,
so I arrested him and impounded his vehicle.
The body was found later on that night
during a routine inventory search of the trunk at the yard.
No further questions.
You don't know who called in that tip, do you?
No, sir.
You never even heard it. That's correct.
So, you couldn't say whether or not the caller was credible.
You couldn't even form an opinion
as to whether or not they were telling the truth.
He was right about everything.
But you didn't know that when you stopped my client.
He gave us the correct make and model of the car,
the location, the description of the driver...
So, that's all it takes?
If I describe somebody accurately enough
that warrants a search?
He was driving erratically.
He varied his speeds.
He slowed down because there was a police car behind him.
The car was weaving.
MITCH: So you say, but it was within the lane.
It wasn't even outside of the line.
Was he speeding? He was drunk.
Look, the call said to stop him before he killed someone.
That implies that he was seen driving erratically.
I see, so you based your decision
on what the caller implied-
ALLAN: Objection! Overruled.
MITCH: You don't even know that he was drunk, do you?
What matters is what you knew when you made the stop.
Already?
I-I think it's time.
I needed space to get perspective,
and I have that now.
I know what I want.
Mitch.
Yes.
Because you love the witness protection program.
It was your life's dream come true.
I'm not gonna argue with you, mom.
And now that you've been out for under a year,
look what's happened.
I'm glad you got to meet Claire.
I hope you can see now, Abby;
now you have Claire.
I hope you realize how hard it would be
to see your child make choices that you think will hurt her.
She's my daughter, mom.
There's nothing she could do
that would make me push her out of my life.
I thought...
I hoped that we could find space in our lives for each other,
but maybe that just can't happen now.
Nice job.
We'll see.
No judge wants to grant suppression in a murder case.
If we lose?
Well, then we'll argue that he was framed.
You know our prime suspect?
He came to see me in my office last night.
Wasn't too happy about me doubting his loyalty.
Really?
He came to see you without my permission?
Don't worry, Counsellor. It's under control.
You do your job, I'll do mine.
A young woman has been murdered
and her family deserves justice.
It's easy to focus only on that,
but my job is to also care about justice for the accused.
In some states the law simply doesn't require
that anonymous tips on drunk drivers be corroborated.
The tip itself is enough to justify an officer's search.
In other states the tip must be precise
and predict certain facts
that the officer can corroborate on the scene.
When a split like this occurs
we expect the Supreme Court to decide.
They had a chance last year, in a case from Virginia,
but they declined to hear it.
[door opening]
In this district, some precise and predictive detail
is required, and we have some:
the location of the car, the make and model,
the description of the driver
were all corroborated on the scene.
Yes, the erratic driving observed was minimal,
but it did support the accuracy of the tip.
It's a close call, but it goes to the Prosecution.
The Supreme Court needs to settle this once and for all.
But for now, the defendant's motion to suppress is denied.
[people murmuring]
Abby.
I don't think I ever told you
why your father and I were so against Mitch.
Not honestly -
Mom.
I have to say this, Abby.
Um, I fired Charles, by the way.
We never found the ledger, but at least he's gone.
I should say thank you, but what you did was reckless.
You could have been hurt,
or arrested, or I don't know what.
But you didn't even think about that.
And Mitch is the same way.
We knew that even then.
You needed someone
who was going to restrain those impulses,
not magnify and reinforce them.
We were terrified of what was going to come of it.
And we were right.
It has led to a lot of pain.
But clearly also to a lot of love.
I spent years trying to fill the hole you left when I lost you.
So yes, it's not easy for me to make room.
But I'd like to.
[police radios chattering]
Just let yourself in, Lou.
You see this?
You wanna work for Joey Morolto?
That's Antonio Cervino.
He took two in the head last night.
We found him in a garbage dumpster.
He gave the Moroltos 40 years
and Joey killed him because he might be disloyal.
You don't know Morolto did this.
Yeah, you tell yourselves that.
"You do your job, I'll do mine?"
You killed him.
Show some respect.
We lost a good man.
This family's in mourning.
Look, I didn't kill Antonio.
That doesn't mean I'm not capable, understand?
Seems to me you got what you wanted.
Now you can argue Patrick was framed.
I don't think a dead man would mind.
He's not wrong, I mean, strategy-wise.
This helps us, right?
Yeah...
I told Joey that Antonio came to see me
and he said he doesn't have permission, so...
maybe that's why.
Hey, we didn't do this.
I feel like I'm going mad, Ray.
I don't wanna be melodramatic about this,
but I think I'm starting to lose my mind.
You just need a good night's sleep.
You think? Absolutely, brother.
We're due.
You'll see, things will start to turn around.
[door opening]
Dad!
[sighs]
You're home?
We're home.
Ah...
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