Previously on Bull...
We could keep this up for a while,
but eventually it'll fall apart.
It stops now.
Taylor... TAYLOR: Tidal.
Soccer mom.
You still up for an adventure?
And you're in.
Here's your cash.
I'm considering leaving TAC and going to work
for Bradley Lena.
You want your name above the door?
You never asked for that.
With him, I didn't have to. BULL: If you would like
to change the name of the company, I... I want to be
somewhere my value is known. You ar...
Not something that I have to argue for or negotiate.
Goodbye.
MAN: I don't know where to start, Linda.
We're building a modern luxury hotel,
not refurbishing an ancient ruin. (vacuum whirring)
(muffled arguing)
We are way too close to deadline
for you to be sending me something this rough!
Anyone else in the office presented this,
you'd be singing their praises.
That's crap, and you know it.
(arguing continues) (rough whirring)
Ah, shoot.
LINDA: Are you out of your damn mind?
(man grunts)
(thump)
(Linda screams)
(vacuum stops)
*
Hello?
(Linda gasping softly)
(whimpering)
(yelping)
(gasping)
(screaming)
(music playing faintly in earbuds)
(loud pounding)
Mom?
(whimpering) Hey, I thought
you said you weren't gonna be home until later.
Amy.
Is that blood?
There was an accident at work.
Everything is gonna be okay.
I need you to go pack a bag.
W-We're gonna take a trip, okay? Mom,
what's going on? Amy, just please,
go pack a bag now. (knocking at door)
OFFICER: Linda Bloom. NYPD.
Open up. (gasping)
Oh.
(pounding on door) OFFICER: Linda Bloom!
NYPD. Open the door! I love you so much.
What did you do?
And this is us at Haleakala.
You should have seen it.
His entire personality just lit up.
Aw. I'm so glad you guys had that time together.
Yeah, it was a great trip.
I'm also glad that you and I can do this again.
You know, have a friendly relationship.
Me too.
Truth is, though,
this trip wasn't just to visit my family.
I had an interview
for a job while we were there.
A job? Really?
I just found out that I got it.
(chuckles)
You're moving to Hawaii?
That's the plan. Wow.
(short chuckle) I mean...
congratulations.
Thank you.
Sorry, this is just a lot to process.
Um... (scoffs)
Mauricio is gonna miss you so much.
I mean, you haven't told him yet, have you?
No, I thought we should talk first.
Good. Because I want him to come with me.
Before you react, think about it.
My whole family lives there.
Oh, my God. He'll grow up with his cousins.
That's why you brought me here to tell me,
so I wouldn't freak out?
Flight schedules between JFK and the Big Island
are pretty good.
Erik, what the hell are you talking about?
You're asking if my son can move to Hawaii?
He really did love it.
Of course he loved it!
It's Hawaii! Can you lower your voice?
Please? Did you really think
there was a chance in hell I'd say yes?
I thought we could at least discuss it. No,
there's nothing to discuss.
I'm not living clear across the country
from my six-year-old son.
(phone chimes)
How do you plan to take care of him
when I'm not here to pick up your slack?
Pick up my slack?
You work nonstop, Taylor.
Half the weekends you're supposed to be with him
you call me last second to cover.
You're doing this to get back at me.
What? I hurt your feelings
because I called off our fling, mistake,
whatever that was, and now you're getting payback.
Wow. That would be convenient
for you to believe, wouldn't it? (phone chiming)
This is about my career
and our son... Are you really
looking at your phone right now?
I have to go.
It's work, isn't it?
When can we finish this conversation? Screw you, Erik.
Move anywhere outside the five boroughs,
you're moving alone.
Good. You're here.
I can't find anything on Marissa's computer.
It's like everything is in code.
Can you help? (sighs)
Not quite the emergency your 12 texts implied,
but yeah, sure.
I still can't believe Marissa left without giving us time
to sort all of this out. Losing her was gonna suck
no matter how much notice she gave.
Danny. Taylor.
Chunk and I have a 9:00 a.m. meeting with the new client,
but this dossier is incomplete.
There's no medical examiner's report?
I didn't know we were supposed to include that.
Well, if you don't know something, you ask.
But if we don't know we're missing something,
how can we know to ask about it?
Have you looked at the candidates...
...the headhunter sent to fill in Marissa's job?
We could really use the help.
I haven't, but I will, soon. CHUNK: Bull, we got to get going.
I have the ME report right here. Okay. Good.
There it is. Listen.
I know that we're stretched a little thin right now
without Marissa, but...
we're gonna get through this transition stronger than ever.
I promise.
CHUNK: You're gonna want to take a look at this on the way over.
She stabbed him in the neck six times.
Six times? With a fountain pen.
Ooh. It's gonna be hard to make that look like an accident.
(prison gate clinking)
Connor was my boss.
But he was also my friend.
We worked together for 20 years.
We had hundreds of arguments
about hundreds of projects,
but this time...
I got so frustrated. (sighs)
I just snapped.
Were you having a romantic
or a sexual relationship with the victim?
No.
Was he harassing you in any way?
Connor? No. Never. CHUNK: Ms. Bloom,
is there any information you can give us
that could help a jury understand why you did this?
He kept waving his pen around.
Really pissed me off.
I don't understand it, either.
I killed a man.
How can I live with that?
How do I explain that to Amy?
And according to the police report,
she was home at the time you were arrested?
It was awful.
How scared she looked when they took me.
Who's watching her now?
She's at an emergency foster care center.
Is her father in the picture?
I used a sperm donor
to get pregnant.
Amy doesn't have any other family.
It's always been just us
against the world.
But now...
I can't bear to think of her in foster care.
Is there anything...
is there anything at all you can do to help me?
To be honest, I'm not sure there is
anything we can do to help you,
but I think we can help Amy.
How?
Sometimes the prosecutor will agree
to delay a prison sentence
to accommodate a family situation.
So we could ask if they will delay your sentence
until Amy's 18th birthday.
What do you think? I think that
we'd have to beg the A.D.A.
And she'd probably require that you a plea agreement
to second degree murder, which carries
a hefty prison sentence. Whatever it takes.
I'm willing to do it.
Thank you. Don't thank us yet.
We'll reach out to the A.D.A., see if she bites.
I understand.
(sniffles) And, um, if you're my legal team now...
...can I ask you to do one more thing?
Hey. Amy?
I'm not coming inside.
Stop asking.
(blows) Well...
I like the cold.
Stimulates brain activity.
I'm Dr. Jason Bull.
I'm part of your mother's legal team.
Are you gonna get my mom out of jail?
When can I go home? Tonight?
I'm sorry, I...
Not tonight.
When?
I don't have an answer to that question yet.
Did she really kill her boss?
That's what they're saying online. Right.
I don't understand.
Why?
I don't have an answer for that, either.
Your mom was worried about you.
She tried to call you today,
but you were in school, so she asked me to come by,
see how you were doing.
How are they treating you in here?
Everyone's nice, I guess.
They told me I could see her this weekend.
You nervous about that?
I don't know.
*
Listen, it's understandable.
Seeing her in there would make it real, right?
We were supposed to go hiking this weekend.
On the Appalachian Trail.
I am so sorry, Amy.
And I know your mom is, too.
You have to know...
that whatever happened,
it can't change how much she loves you.
How is she?
She's okay. She's confused.
That's to be expected.
She said everyone is treating her well.
Is she gonna come visit me this weekend?
I think you need to give her some time.
CHUNK: But we do have
some good news.
The A.D.A. agreed
to delay the start of your sentence
until Amy's 18th birthday.
But, as predicted,
it's a hefty sentence.
(sighs) 25 years?
She wanted life.
This was the best that we could do.
This is a gift, Linda.
It means that you can pick up Amy
from foster care and take her home,
and she will never go back.
You'll be under house arrest until you go to prison,
but you'll be together.
(sniffles)
Three years to prepare my daughter
for life without me.
It's worth it.
Linda? Hmm?
The pen?
What about it?
You're writing
with the wrong end.
What do you mean? Here, try mine.
Which end are you supposed to write with?
This one, right?
Don't sign.
I don't think you're guilty
of murdering your boss.
*
It's a large but benign meningioma covering
the frontotemporal lobe.
Uh, there's no way to know how long the tumor's been there,
but based on skull bone erosion,
I can see that it caused massive brain swelling
over just the past month,
which I'm sure has had
a significant effect on your behavior.
A brain tumor?
What kind of effects?
Difficulty with motor skills, mood swings,
trouble regulating your impulses during moments of stress.
Is it, um, fatal?
No, Linda, the mass won't kill you.
The procedure to remove it
does have a high rate of mortality.
How high?
Fifty percent.
So, my recommendation is
to start you on a course of anti-inflammatory steroids
immediately. That should remedy
the behavioral symptoms that I just mentioned
and help you learn to live with it.
I'm gonna give you a few moments to, uh, process all that.
Thank you. Thanks.
(door closes)
I'm so sorry.
No.
Now I know. (scoffs)
It was the tumor. BULL: This...
is gonna be a help to our defense.
We put an expert on the stand who says that
this abnormal mass is responsible
for your erratic, violent behavior.
That's gonna have an impact.
CHUNK: Look, Linda, I can't imagine
how relieved you must feel
to have an explanation for why you did what you did,
but we currently have a very good deal on the table.
And if we go to trial...
All of that goes away.
Three years with my daughter.
But if we win...
I get to spend the rest of my life with Amy.
DANNY: Automatism?
Translates as "machine that moves."
We are gonna argue that Linda was not in control of her body
when she stabbed her boss.
The A.D.A. was not happy when we pulled out of that deal,
and she's gonna be coming at us with both barrels.
Danny, I need hard evidence
that Linda's ability to control her impulses
was diminished by...
We, the jury, find the defendant guilty on all counts.
What? "Diminished by" is too passive.
This tumor
is a villain in the story.
So we need words that
show that this tumor
attacked Linda's brain.
It disfigured her personality.
She had no motive.
She had no history of violence.
This tumor...
made her do it.
Okay, I have a question.
Since we're adding
another case to the schedule,
have you had a chance
to look at the candidates to replace Marissa?
Yes, I have. (sighs) Good.
Thank you.
Then I threw them all away,
and then I asked the headhunter for better options.
DANNY: So,
who's gonna handle the mirror jury
on this case? Well, I have full faith
you can handle the mirror jury selection,
and that you are gonna do a fantastic job
with the algorithm.
Now, I know that Marissa has left...
some big shoes to fill here.
But it would be a mistake to rush
and fill them too soon.
(elevator dings)
*
Hi, Ms. Morgan.
We're so excited that you're here.
I'll show you to your office. Thank you.
Can I get you anything?
Um... Morning, Ms. Morgan.
Good morning. No, thank you.
Actually, a cup of coffee would be great,
if it's not too much trouble. Hi, Marissa.
Hello.
Bradley. Marissa.
Welcome. So jazzed you're here.
This is an amazing space.
The pictures do not do it justice.
Let me show you your office.
You ready?
After you.
This is fantastic.
Not bad, huh?
Wow. (chuckles)
Oh. Is this the case about the Rikers inmate
who died in custody? Yes.
I was hoping we could dive right in.
Voir dire starts tomorrow.
Of course. Now, my instinct
is to target jurors
who see themselves as down on their luck,
who've made mistakes in life
and will overlook the crimes that put the victim in prison
in the first place. W... Uh,
that makes sense.
Great. Yeah, but I don't think
we should rule out the other direction.
Seat jurors who don't make mistakes,
who can't fathom an institution
tolerating the conditions that killed him.
I don't think that the big money is awarded by
a jury who empathizes with the victim.
I think we want a jury outraged by the defendant.
Yeah.
Okay, let's do it your way.
Oh, wait, what?
No, I-I mean, I was just spitballing.
I think we should talk about it some more.
(chuckles) Marissa,
you want to know the secret to my success?
I only work with people who are smarter than me.
And when they talk,
I listen.
*
Your coffee, Ms. Morgan, with a dash of vanilla.
Saw that's how you like it on your Insta.
Thank you.
MARISSA: They know how I like my coffee.
I know how you like your coffee.
I'll make it for you every day if you come back.
I miss you, too, Taylor.
I knew you did a lot around here,
but it turns out none of us knew exactly what you did.
Oh, you guys will figure it out.
Uh, looking back, I realize I got too comfortable at TAC.
I forgot how important it is
to do something outside of your comfort zone.
All right, all right. I'm happy for you.
Thank you.
How's Bull?
If I told you
he's a shell of his former self,
would you consider coming back?
Hey. Hey.
How you doing? Uh, good. I'm just...
scrambling to get this brand strategy deck pulled together.
Ah, yeah.
Well, I hate to interrupt you,
but, um, I need your help.
With...
The headhunter sent over candidates
for Marissa's replacement, and...
I just...
I'd love to hear your opinion. I don't know anything
about algorithms or...
or trial science.
It's not really about any of that.
It's about your feelings about the people.
I mean, you're a really good judge of character.
You're good with people.
Says the man with several PhDs in human behavior.
Please.
I know you're busy,
but I could really use some help.
DANNY: Sorry, Bull.
I've been having some trouble recruiting mirror jurors.
Another one just backed out.
Backed out? How many is that?
Four. Four?
Hire another Marissa. Hey, no, no, no, no.
We-we are gonna hire another Marissa.
We are, but right now...
...we're gonna do things the old-fashioned way.
I'm gonna go into court. I'm gonna eyeball the jury.
And then when they go to lunch,
you are gonna eavesdrop on their conversations.
Uh, is that legal?
Well, the jury is not supposed to talk about the case
until deliberations.
Sometimes they can't help themselves,
and if I happen to overhear them...
BULL: Technically, they're the ones
breaking the rules.
(whispers): Thanks for that.
RABKIN: Mrs. Fritz,
how long did you work with the defendant
and the victim?
I joined the firm 11 years ago.
But Linda and Connor
had already been working there. RABKIN: Did you ever
see them argue? Yes.
Every once in a while, they would have a big fight.
Nobody else could speak to Connor like Linda.
But, clearly, they had a unique relationship.
A unique relationship.
What do you mean by that?
Well, they had known each other for years.
But, last month, Connor told me something
that was really quite shocking.
Objection. Hearsay.
(whispers): Linda, where is this going?
Your Honor, if you'll let me proceed,
you'll see that the victim's statement
falls under the
excited utterance exception.
I'm sorry.
Overruled.
You may answer.
TRUVY: Connor told me that
he had donated sperm to Linda so she could have a baby.
He said that
he was her daughter's biological father.
RABKIN: And...
did the victim say if there was a reason
he was suddenly telling you this?
He... said he had decided
he wanted to be a part of his daughter's life.
But Linda was against it.
No further questions, Your Honor.
So, if Marissa were talking in your ear right now,
what do you think she'd say?
She'd say our client has a motive
and the board is as red as that bloody pen.
Our defense depends on convincing the jury
that your brain tumor is the only logical explanation
for why you stabbed Connor Gilliam.
It is the only logical explanation! And the A.D.A.
is now going to say
that you and Connor had a fight.
And what was that fight about?
Well, he wanted to tell his daughter the truth:
that he was her biological father.
But the argument was about work. The A.D.A. is
gonna say that this brain tumor of yours
is nothing but a convenient excuse
to get away with murder. Look,
15 years ago,
when I wanted to get pregnant, Connor
offered to donate sperm.
But from the start, he was the one
who did not want to be involved
in Amy's life.
Then, suddenly, he changed his mind.
I was surprised, sure, but I was not angry.
I'm not even sure I was, um, against it,
like Truvy said. Point is,
none of this even came up that night.
Then why did you lie to us when we asked you if there was
any kind of relationship between you and Connor?
Well...
on top of everything else I've put my daughter through,
how could I let her find out now
that the man I killed was her father?
I was hoping it wouldn't come out.
Well, despite your best efforts,
she is gonna find out,
because the prosecutor's gonna call her next.
RABKIN: Amy,
is it true that you learned today,
for the first time,
that the man your mother stabbed to death
was your biological father?
Yes.
RABKIN: Had you ever met him before?
A bunch of times.
At her work potlucks.
So...
your mother
introduced you to Connor,
the man she killed,
but she never said that he was your father?
Objection. Asked and answered, Your Honor.
Sustained.
RABKIN: Amy, have you been to visit your mother in prison?
No.
RABKIN: Why not?
Because I'm scared of her.
No further questions, Your Honor.
JAVONOVICH: Your witness, Mr. Palmer.
No. No more.
(whispers): Linda, we have to do some damage control on that testimony.
She has been through enough.
BULL: I know this is difficult,
but our job is to keep you out of prison.
My job is to protect my daughter.
Get her down from there, right now.
Mr. Palmer?
We have no questions for this witness, Your Honor.
Oh.
(both chuckle)
Well, fancy meeting you here.
I wondered how long it would take.
How's the new gig?
Uh, new gig is good.
Uh, great, actually.
And TAC?
Oh, well, you know TAC.
Everybody really misses you.
I miss them, too.
Say hi for me.
Uh, doing anything fun today?
Client's being charged with murder.
Even her daughter blames her for it.
So, not fun.
How about you? Uh,
voir dire-- wrongful death at Rikers Island.
Oh. Rikers. I heard about that.
Well, don't fall for the sympathy trap.
If I were you, I would look
for type A professionals, who are pr... Actually,
Bull, I-I've got this one.
Of course you do.
See you around.
Oh, sorry. Okay, so... Oh. (chuckles)
TAYLOR: I'm sorry.
Something came up at work, and...
I know, I know. I'll be home in no more than...
30 minutes.
Did Mauricio go to sleep okay?
MAN: Ms. Rentzel?
Yes? I'm Special Agent Delgado,
this is agent Chamblee,
from the FBI's National Cyber Investigative Joint Task Force.
Can we talk?
I'll be home as soon as I can.
Ms. Rentzel, you recently met a young woman
by named Zola Macer,
a hacker, goes by Tidal online.
What's this about? CHAMBLEE: Tell us how you and Tidal
have been spending your time together.
I'm gonna go out on a limb and assume
you already know the answer to that.
We've been penetration-testing corporate computer networks,
but making all of the appropriate disclosures.
It's totally legal.
It would have been...
...if she didn't steal a treasure trove of data
from Bressadyne Labs and sell it online.
I don't know anything about that.
Well, we traced the intrusion that gave her access
back to your laptop.
That makes you just as responsible as her.
You must know I used to work for
the Department of Homeland Security.
If I thought I was doing anything wrong,
don't you think I would've covered my digital tracks?
I have a son.
Lucky for your son, we don't want you.
We want Tidal.
(sighs)
Look, I'm far from a expert on cyber law,
but from what I see here, the FBI has enough
to make your life very difficult.
Like, "ten years in prison" difficult.
I don't even know how this is happening.
I mean, it was just a fun little side project,
a hobby.
I didn't do anything illegal.
I didn't say it was impossible, Taylor,
but it would be an uphill battle.
And, look, if this agent is willing to walk away
in exchange for you gathering evidence against Tidal,
then I'd say do it.
She's my friend.
When I needed help, she helped me.
But she also lied to you and dragged you into this mess.
It just doesn't sound like Tidal.
She might skirt the law,
but she has a moral code.
I think it's honorable
that you want to protect your new friend, I do.
But it seems to me like it's either her or you.
IZZY: Hey, Super Dad.
Mm. You've been working on that for a while.
No, I've actually put it together twice,
and I have to keep taking it apart,
because...
You know what's irritating?
Extra pieces.
And this jigamabob
is not even in the instruction manual.
Why do they do that?
I can't help you there.
But, you know what, I did take a look at the résumés.
Yeah? Yeah.
I wasn't going to at first, but then it occurred to me
you were probably counting on that.
What does that mean?
It means I think
you've been dragging your feet hiring someone new,
because the moment you do, you have to admit
that it's real that Marissa's not coming back.
Okay. What kind of half-baked armchair psychobabble is that?
No. No?
No. Ridiculous.
Mm. Okay.
(sighs) Okay, maybe there's a grain of truth
in there somewhere, on a subconscious level.
Marissa and I have worked together a long time.
She started the company with me, and...
...I may be a little worried that
I won't be able to do it without her.
Well, you can always become a mechanic.
That's emasculating, actually.
Jason,
Marissa's gone, but...
you have a group of very
talented people still working for you.
So stop torturing them
and bring this very talented man
in for an interview.
You're welcome.
Thank you. Mm-hmm.
(groans)
Jared?
CHUNK: Dr. Mittman, are you saying that the tumor
that was laying siege to my client's brain
caused her to lose control and stab Connor Gilliam?
Yes, that's correct.
But as the prosecutor has said multiple times,
my client doesn't have
a history of violent outbursts
or attacking other people.
How is this possible?
Well, people can live
with brain tumors for years
before they become clinically significant.
The injury to Linda's brain
only very recently reached a tipping point
and began altering her behavior.
How recently? Well,
based on her skull bone erosion,
I'd say one month before the incident. (whispers): Linda,
keep eyes on the witness.
If you're disinterested, the jury will be, too.
Sorry, I was looking for Amy. None of this matters
if she doesn't hear it. CHUNK: One month.
Members of the jury,
please keep that number in mind.
Now, doctor,
on this TV screen you'll see a scan
of my client's signature
on a check from one month ago.
Keep watching.
What you'll see now are scans of Linda's signature,
leading up to the night in question.
During which time, you just testified,
this tumor was crushing her brain.
Do you notice any difference?
Her signature changed dramatically.
Are you surprised by that, doctor?
Not at all. It makes perfect sense
that the brain's motor strip was impacted first.
See, the changes
in Linda's handwriting
were a warning sign of what was to come.
Unfortunately, nobody noticed until it was too late.
For Linda and for the man she killed.
Doctor, it almost sounds like
Linda is a victim in all of this, too.
In a way, she is.
No further questions, Your Honor.
BULL: The jury
can't be against us.
I saw their faces in court.
They know that the tumor is responsible.
That's it. Case closed. No.
Case not closed.
I heard a group of jurors talking
in the courthouse cafeteria.
Here, give this a listen.
WOMAN: If the tumor really made her do it,
I feel bad for her.
MAN: Yeah, I get it. But if we all agree
she's funny in the head,
then we definitely can't let her off.
WOMAN: Why not? MAN: Because the next time
she gets upset, she could snap and hurt someone else.
WOMAN 2: You guys, he's right. She could kill her daughter.
Well, you're half-right.
We convinced them that the tumor made Linda kill her boss.
But now they want to lock her up
'cause they're afraid she'll kill again.
DELGADO: All you have to do is go in,
plug the thumb drive into Tidal's computer,
wait 60 seconds for the spyware to install,
then I'll have eyes on everything she types.
What will she be charged with?
Just plug it in and get out.
Then none of this will be your problem.
(door opens)
Soccer mom, hi. Hey.
I was on my way to work and realized I was close,
so thought I'd stop by and say hey.
Unannounced pop-in status.
I like it. Come in.
I can't stay for long.
Ugh, the heat in the subway was crazy.
Can I have some water?
Sure. You get to take
my new DIY water filtration system
for a spin.
I can't with the chemicals this city pours
into its drinking water-- fluoride,
orthophosphate, sodium hydroxide.
And there's still
mosquito larvae in the water,
so then they dump in
microscopic crustaceans
to eat the larvae.
How nasty is that?
Thank you.
Just gulping the stuff down.
Sheep drinking shrimp.
(clicks tongue) So lame.
You really need to get
a filtration system.
I can help you build one.
Did you steal documents
from Bressadyne Labs?
You saw the data dump?
That's why you're here? So it's true.
I didn't tell you because I wasn't sure
you wanted to be a part of it.
But I am part of it. (sets glass down)
My computer made
the first entry. Okay.
Soccer mom lecture time.
No. Don't do that.
You used me and brought me into your mess.
Whoa, dial down the drama.
They had it coming.
Oh, so just 'cause they're Big Pharma
means you can steal from them?
You didn't read the documents.
(scoffs)
Employees overseas were working so hard
they were dropping dead on the factory floor.
But when head honchos found out,
they saw an opportunity
to improve efficiency and started pitting employees
against each other,
video game style. How fubar is that?
So, yeah, I posted the documents where the media could find them.
So, you didn't get paid for the data?
No. Not a penny.
Unplug your computer. What?
Unplug your computer now.
Damn it.
No. Another expert witness is not gonna move the needle.
You don't know that. It could. It won't.
Saying that Linda's medication is 70% effective
at controlling symptoms is like...
She's still 30% likely to kill somebody.
Yeah. I hear it now.
We need to convince this jury
that our client's brain tumor is responsible for the murder.
Already did that. And simultaneously
that it's not gonna trigger her to murder again.
(sighs) That's tougher.
So, what we need here
is something emotional,
visceral. We need...
We need the tumor.
What?
(tapping on glass) DANNY: Hey, Bull.
There's a guy out here, uh, says he has an appointment.
Jared Dubow?
Oh.
Thank you. Okay. Call the prison.
We need to see Linda before we go to court today.
Hey there, I'm Jason Bull.
Dr. Bull, it's an honor.
I've been a fan of your work for years.
(chuckles) Some might call me a superfan.
Well, I bet you say that to all of the girls.
No, sir. No other girls. No other meetings.
I have a great job.
It pays me well.
The only reason I'd even consider leaving
is to work for you.
Well, let's talk in my office.
Who's that?
He said he was here for an interview.
Maybe the new Marissa. TAYLOR: Huh.
So you're saying I should have the surgery.
BULL: No. No one can make that decision for you.
What I am telling you is that
that jury is ready to convict you.
They're afraid of you. They're afraid of your tumor.
But if you have it removed...
you're no longer a threat.
And they'll find me innocent?
There's a good chance. There's also a good chance
you could die on the operating table.
Let's...
let's all remember that.
Can I even have surgery in the middle of trial?
We can ask for a continuance. That's feasible.
Yes, but...
Look, Linda, I know
the prospect of life in prison sounds grim,
but it's better than no life at all.
Not if I don't get to spend it with my daughter.
(scoffs)
Not if she's still scared of me.
Do you really think this will work?
I think it's your only hope.
(indistinct announcement over P.A.)
*
She's okay. The surgery went well.
But in order to be sure we got the whole tumor,
we had to make some tough choices.
*
CHUNK: Your Honor, the defense would like to enter into evidence
exhibit R, the meningioma that was removed
from the area around my client's frontotemporal lobe.
The procedure was extremely complex
and, unfortunately, Linda will experience persistent weakness
of the right leg.
However, we did successfully remove the entirety of the mass.
CHUNK: Doctor, what was the weight
of the tumor?
It weighed 12 ounces. Incredible.
Three-quarters of a pound.
She's been walking around with this in her head,
mutilating her brain.
Yes, it's not surprising that her behavior was
so dramatically impacted.
Doctor, now that the tumor has been removed,
will Linda be subjected to
any further uncontrolled impulses?
Absolutely not. We achieved complete resection of the tumor.
There's nothing left,
and it won't grow back.
Aside from the motor weakness,
there'll be no lingering effects.
CHUNK: No further questions, Your Honor.
Does this mean I'm gonna get my mom back? Amy.
(gavel bangs) JAVONOVICH: Order in the court.
Please do not address the witness.
Your Honor, she deserves an answer.
Sit down, Dr. Bull. Dr. Mittman,
will you please tell this young lady
what she needs to hear?
Dr. Bull! Yes,
your mother will be herself again.
FOREMAN: In The State of New York
. Linda Bloom,v
murder in the second degree,
we, the jury, find the defendant
not guilty.
(quiet chatter)
I'm sorry.
It's okay. Shh. (crying)
Everything's gonna be okay now, baby girl.
I love you.
DELGADO: Gentlemen, I'm sure you recognize
that your client is in serious trouble.
She not only backed out of our arrangement,
she tipped off
the subject of our investigation.
Well, let's talk about your investigation.
You claim to have evidence connecting
a data breach to my client's laptop,
but do you have any physical evidence
of her being at the keyboard of said laptop
at the time of the attack?
How do we know another bad actor didn't install
a remote access trojan
using Ms. Rentzel's device as
a springboard to launch the attack script?
I mean, maybe a prosecutor's gonna be able to make
a mountain out of that molehill, maybe not.
But the reason we brought you here to our offices
is to make one thing crystal clear.
Under this roof,
Taylor is family.
CHUNK: And we will pour
everything we have into fighting you.
We'll clear every paying client off the schedule.
We'll spend everything we have.
And for what?
So the FBI can waste
more taxpayer dollars
slapping Ms. Rentzel on the wrist,
when you know she didn't do anything wrong.
This is a fight you're not gonna win, Agent Delgado.
I'll have to discuss
how we proceed with my superiors.
Let's go.
Ms. Rentzel,
you should be more careful who you associate with.
Being in the middle of a criminal investigation
isn't gonna play well in family court.
Family court? What are you talking about?
Oh.
I didn't mention that?
I got a call from the attorney representing Erik Rentzel
about your upcoming custody hearing.
Good luck with that.
Erik is suing me for custody of Mauricio?
Taylor.
I'm so sorry. How does
Erik's attorney even know about Delgado?
He's probably having you followed
by a private investigator.
Bull, new guy's here.
Thank you.
Okay, listen,
we're gonna figure this out.
We've got this.
Take the rest of the day,
and we'll get into this tomorrow.
Jared.
Here we are.
Welcome, formally, to TAC.
We could use some fresh ideas and new blood around here.
(clears throat)
This is Chester Palmer, our lead counsel.
Good to meet you. I've heard a lot of good things.
Likewise. Congrats on the verdict,
by the way. Thanks.
And you've Danny James, our investigator.
Glad you're here. Thanks.
I want you all to know
how honored I am to be a part of this team.
I can't wait to dive in.
Well, who said anything about waiting?
This is it.
This is the nerve center
of our predictive behavioral algorithm.
It's a little window into what people are thinking,
and feeling.
Do you like coffee? Sure.
I'm gonna get you a cup of coffee.
Chunk, can you show him the mock courtroom?
Sure. This way. Okay, uh...
Sugar, cream? Perfect.
I knew it. All right.
Right this way, Jared.
*
(elevator dings)
(sighs) come on.
Excuse me, Marissa Morgan's office?
Uh, is Ms. Morgan expecting you?
Sir? She... Sort of, she is. We're old friends.
Don't worry, there's no problem. Sir...
Marissa, can I talk to you?
Uh, could you all give me just a sec, please?
Thank you.
What the hell are you doing here?
(sighs) Despite my best efforts,
I found someone to replace you at TAC.
And he's a terrific guy.
He's a double PhD.
He's got background in trial science.
Perfect level of chitchat. You'd love him.
Okay.
So, I found the new Marissa,
but I don't want the new Marissa.
I want the old Marissa.
I mean, the... You know, I want
the original Marissa.
(sighs) And I can't put your name on the door,
'cause my name's not even on the door.
But I can make you a full partner.
You barge in here with this grand gesture
and expect me to come back because you realized
that it's what you want?
No.
You're too late, Bull. I'm happy where I am.
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