[acoustic guitar playing]
WACKNER: How many of his employees
are we currently holding in Cord's prison?
Two, Your Honor. Kewame and Andres.
No, no, no, you have three. Kewame, Andres,
-and Matteo. -No. We only have two.
CARMEN: Your Honor, we're certain three youths were taken.
-BELLAMY: Not by us. -OSCAR: Your Honor,
please.
Do not fuck with me.
No one is fucking with you, sir.
-[shouts in Spanish] -[excited chatter]
You're done, Wacko, you're done!
Canceled! Canceled!
!¡Hijo puta!
[birds singing]
[sighs]
[footsteps approaching]
[sighs]
We should probably get going.
Are you all packed?
I'm sure I forgot something.
I'm just so tired.
How much time do we have?
The flight's in four hours.
We should get going.
"They do not move."
What is that?
-Stage direction from Waiting for Godot. -Wow.
Educated and a good lay.
[Diane chuckles]
Meet me halfway.
[straining]
-[phone ringing] -Oh, no. Tell them no.
We're on vacation. That's why we turned off our cell phones.
-Might be your work. -No.
It's always the NRA wanting you to defend
the latest school shooting.
Hello.
Well, we were just on our way to the airport.
DIANE: Tell them no.
It's for you.
[groans] Damn.
-Tell them no. -Hello?
Liz, I can't. I'm on vacation.
Change in plans. They're coming in from the airport right now.
Who is?
STR Laurie.
What? That's in two weeks.
No. They heard rumors that we were dysfunctional.
-Oh, God. -So they're coming in right now. No, no, no.
This isn't the one. I need the one from May.
They're coming in right now, and so we need to show them
that we work well together.
Fuck. They're gonna want to see a financial plan.
Yeah, I'm working on a deck right now. No, no, no, no.
We need the-the last slide there. Julius!
Liz, we haven't agreed on a plan as yet.
Well, we have 90 minutes.
That's impossible.
No, only if you don't get in here.
[sighs heavily]: Oh, fuck.
We need to change a reservation.
Make it an 8:00 flight and pick me up at the firm.
You sure that's enough time?
Kurt, we are going on this vacation if it kills me.
No. No, no, no. Forget about 2020. It was a disaster.
-Multiple indictments, nobody. -Oh, okay,
-all right, all right. -It's a global pandemic. My God.
All right, right, what about this one?
No, no, no. Wait, wait, wait. We can't use that one yet.
-Why? -Why?
This is the first major cannabis deal in Illinois.
It's-it's like we put Ben & Jerry and El Chapo together.
Plum Meadow has a contractual out if our client goes to jail.
All right, look, our quarter without it is a disaster.
We go from $45 million to $5 million.
Yes, so we need to keep Rivi out of jail.
CARMEN: Hello, Liz?
Hey, Carmen, how did it go?
Rivi wasn't at the bond hearing.
-They've moved him. -Oh, my God. Where?
I don't know. They seem to be playing games,
moving him from bond court to bond court.
I'm trying, uh, Division 5 now.
-Okay, okay. Listen. -No, no, right-right here.
Carmen, we are being reviewed by STR Laurie today.
We need Rivi out on bail, and we need his contract
with Plum Meadow Farms signed today.
Okay. I'll do my best.
All right, you call me right when you have him.
[line rings]
-MARISSA: Hello? -Uh, hey, where are you?
I-I need you to argue for a continuance
for Rivi's corner boy.
I thought you were doing that.
I was, but I am being yanked around by the state's attorney.
Well, I'm heading into court right now.
-Which court? -Wackner's.
That's not a real court.
It's just as real as a living room.
Rivi's going to explode when he finds out
they're holding his man.
I need your help, Marissa. This is straight from Liz.
-Get a continuance. -Hey, let's go.
-Come on. -Okay, I'm on it.
My farm is in Galena, three hours due west Chicago.
What crops is it that you raise, sir?
It's corn mostly.
CORD: And how much taxes do you pay every year, Mr. Holzapple?
That varies, but last two years,
$10,000 in property taxes for 300 acres,
$22,000 in federal, $18,700 in state.
[whistles] And, uh, what do those state taxes go to?
Police, government services, pensions, transportation.
CORD: Is there much call for transportation, police
and government pensions in Galena?
No, that's all for Chicago and Springfield.
-What's this about? -Our state.
CORD: So you're paying taxes mostly for Chicago?
What are these lights?
-HOLZAPPLE: Yes, basically. -They make you look pretty.
-CORD: And you're going bankrupt? -Yes, sir.
Our farm's been in my family for three generations,
-but if we keep going with taxes the way we are... -Mm-hmm.
...we'll be bankrupt by 2022.
And this is why you are arguing for a division of the state?
-HOLZAPPLE: Well, yes, sir. -What the hell?
-HOLZAPPLE: Chicago and Downstate Illinois. -Shh.
-Secession! -OTHERS: Secession!
♪
♪ Stop this obsession with secession♪
♪ And breaking up the Union♪
♪ It's boring and it's dumb, end of song.♪
-What the fuck? -What's the matter with you?
Have you noticed, you've been swearing more and more?
Yes. The world has required it.
-What are you doing? -I...
I am judging.
Marissa has issues with the case.
Really? Not Marissa.
You're deciding whether Illinois should be two states?
-Mm-hmm. -Sure. Why not?
What's the point? You can't make it happen.
-Sure we can. -No, you can't. It's insane.
Insane is just one step away from reality
if you get people to believe, and you know what
makes people believe? TV.
So that's the point of your court now--
floating conservative trial balloons?
It's not conservative, it's not ideological.
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on.
There's a farmer with a gripe out there.
I want to hear it. You should, too. That's all.
The only way to piss people off is not to listen.
-Okay, but I have to go. -Where you going?
-The other court. I'm supposed to argue in it. -Oh, God.
-What other court? -Oh, this woman in her living room.
-It's not important. -It is important.
You have a show now. You need to protect your IP.
Okay, this was fun.
Please don't destroy the country until I get back.
-Oh, my God. -All right, single file.
One at a time, children.
Is that what you're wearing?
No, no. I-I just raced over here.
I... I grabbed a pantsuit.
Okay, all right, so, uh, we have 45 minutes to decide...
All I'm asking is that I be considered a name partner.
You are a name partner.
And that we clarify our responsibilities.
Diane, there is a split in the firm that...
You guys, uh, can... can you step out for a minute, please?
Thanks.
The Black equity partners don't want to be in your work group.
Because they think they'll be punished by this firm?
No. That's paranoia.
-We don't punish here. -Of course you do.
My fracking client, my union client.
The Black lawyers who work on those cases--
they're considered traitors.
-Because those CEOs are racists. -So what do we do?
Only bring in clients who can pass the racial smell test?
It's okay if you're a drug kingpin like Rivi,
but it's not okay if you want me as a lead attorney?
Diane, this is not about you.
I mean, why... why do white people personalize this?
Oh, now I'm just a white person?
What happened, Liz?
Last year we were intent on an all-female-run law firm.
Diane, there is history here that we are trying...
Yes, there is history, and I've spent 35 years
fighting gender discrimination to get to this position.
And we have spent 400 years fighting racial discrimination
to try and, you know...
Okay, all right, now we have 43 minutes
to fix race relations, gender relations.
STR Laurie's gonna fire our asses, and you know it.
Okay, well...
Let's split the firm down the middle.
I hire half the lawyers, you hire the other half.
You hire the white associates, and I hire the Black associates?
I'm not saying it's good.
I'm just saying it's what we're left with.
It's what we can agree on.
What are you doing here?
You need me.
Look to your right.
-What's going on? -We're up next.
I don't know anything about this case.
The kid didn't do it.
He was a lookout for the two other corner boys.
I feel like I'm going onstage without any lines.
GIDEON: All rise.
The Honorable Justice Vinetta Clark presiding.
CLARK: Troy and Mrs. Harbor,
face each other and say after me.
As God for Christ's sake
-hath forgiven me. -Some advice?
BOTH: As God for Christ's sake hath forgiven me.
That's the way my mom used to talk.
-CLARK: I forgive you. -Refer to Jesus a lot.
-BOTH: I forgive you. -I'm Jewish.
[loud chatter, baby crying]
CARMEN: Oscar?
Oscar.
I'm sorry. How are you?
Uh...
No.
We're on it.
Your Honor, Matteo Vargas is a drug runner
who works for Oscar Rivi.
He has made our street more dangerous and more violent.
When the police arrested his cohorts, he hid
and threw away his contraband, so the police overlooked him.
We found him cowering on the front lawn of Carmel and 71st.
Our street has been more peaceful without him.
In the short time we've held him in our holding cell,
crime has gone down 80%.
How did you come up with that figure?
Do you mind if I finish?
As long as you can back up what you're saying.
Do you have reason to believe
the prosecutor is not telling the truth?
Yes. This contraband he says my client has-- where is it?
CLARK: Where is it, Levi?
LEVI: We couldn't find it. He hid it.
-MARISSA: Did you look? -LEVI: Your Honor,
-this is a defense trick. -How is it a trick? It's...
Uh, would Jesus call it a trick?
Didn't Jesus say "Show me the evidence"?
Where'd He say that?
[whispering]: Thessalonians.
First Thessalonians.
"Test everything. Hold fast what is good."
Exactly. The prosecution is accusing my client
of carrying contraband, so where is it?
Levi?
-He gave it to his cohorts. -MARISSA: No.
You said he hid it. He didn't give it to his cohorts,
or the police would have it.
-[bell rings] -[applause]
STILTON: Aha. Oscar Rivi,
back again.
Buenos días... [speaks Spanish]
Buenos días.
And you look familiar, too, young lady.
Hello, Your Honor. Good to see you again.
I don't know how good it'll be. We have Mr. ASA
-back with us, too. -We ask that bail be denied.
Rivi is the very definition of a flight risk.
Your Honor, Mr. Rivi is now an entrepreneur
who has become a co-CEO of
-a multibillion-dollar business. -What fucking business?
-Your Honor, can we not resort to swearing? -Mr. Carruthers.
The business is Plum Meadow Farms.
They signed the contract with him yesterday.
-So he's making yogurt? -[laughs] No, Your Honor.
-This is outrageous. -Okay, wait.
Ms. Moyo, I want the Plum Meadow contract.
Then I'll decide about bail.
LEVI: We don't have to justify anything.
-I'm saying you need to have concrete... -This is our street.
Yes, you do! You have to present actual evidence...
We have a right to protect our children, our neighborhood.
Wait a minute. Please. Please!
Matteo, did you have any contraband on you?
-No. -"Ma'am."
No, ma'am.
Then why was he here?
Why was Matteo on our street corner?
It's not illegal to be on a street corner.
What did Jesus say?
Uh... the corner is where
thy people...
I want to hear from Mr. Vargas.
Young man, please stand.
[clears throat]
Why were you on our street?
I was friends with Kewame.
And were you dealing drugs with him?
I want to warn you.
God will look into your heart, and his punishment is eternal.
Okay, look, I know Kewame was selling yayo,
but I was just standing there.
-That right? -Yes.
-And I held his gun. -Wait a minute.
-Let me talk to my client. -Your Honor,
-what did he just say? -No, he didn't really mean that.
-He did not mean that. -Your Honor.
-It... -Hold on. Hold on!
Is that what you had in your hand?
Is that what you threw away? Remember,
Jesus can see into your heart.
-Yes, ma'am. -Your Honor, we'd like to ask
that we be allowed to refile our charges
from narcotics trafficking to murder.
-Wait a minute. What?! -As you know,
there were two murders on our street
from narcotics trafficking.
We'd like to investigate Mr. Vargas for his complicity.
You can't try someone here for murder.
I'm sorry. Why can't we?
Because this is a living room.
You're handing out cookies at the door.
You can't try someone for murder.
Those murders happened on our street,
and the police haven't convicted anyone
because they don't care.
We care. This is self-defense.
And how is it different from your court?
Our court is a joke.
You can't take it and turn it into this.
I didn't take anything.
Talk to your judge. He took it from me.
Excuse me?
He saw this court and took it!
-DIANE: Marissa, what's going on? -I fucked up.
It's in the same court, but now it's a murder case.
-What?! -They're accusing Matteo of murder.
Marissa, I need you to answer these questions slowly.
Are you in this woman's living room?
No, I'm on my way to Wackner's court.
That's why I need help. I think that I made things worse.
Okay. Thanks.
-What have you got? -They're saying the people
from STR Laurie are delayed.
They're not gonna be here till 6:00.
Of course. And I have to get Rivi's man out.
I have to change.
Kurt's suit.
Of course. That makes sense.
I'll be back in an hour.
All right, so... so we're agreed
on how we're gonna divide up responsibility?
Yes. It's the only thing we can agree on.
Kurt, if you're on your way, turn around, head back.
We need to take a flight tomorrow.
I'm sorry, but I have to drop by court, and then I'll come home.
And, yes, for some reason, I took your suit
instead of mine, so fuck it.
[indistinct chatter]
[elevator bell dings]
No, that's just the usual scheduling bullshit.
What does the judge need?
The Plum Meadow contract.
No, the preliminary one, the one they signed.
Okay. All right. [stammers]
Uh, Carmen, hold on a second.
Uh, Carter, hi. It's, uh, Liz Reddick.
-How are you? -Good. I think we should talk.
Well, aren't we supposed to meet
about the, uh, financial reports tomorrow?
We were, but we heard a rumor
that our new merger partner is in jail?
Oh, no, no, no. That's a nasty rumor.
In fact, I was just on my way to go meet him.
CARMEN: No, no, no. Liz, they're-they're dragging him off
in cuffs right now.
Well, bring him back.
Let's all talk about the contract.
Sure, sure. That's a great idea. Hey, Julius?
Julius, can you grab Allegra,
and, uh, go and have a chat with Carter about...?
-Sure. Sure. -Yeah. Great.
-Follow me. -Thank you. -[elevator bell dings]
All right, Carmen. I'm coming right to you.
We... we need bail.
[elevator bell dings]
May I help you?
STR Laurie.
We're here for Reddick and Lockhart.
They know we're coming.
Uh... let me give them a call.
♪
[loud cheering, whooping]
Hold it down! Hold it down!
I appreciate your passion!
Take your seats or I'll stop the questioning!
We love you, Wackner!
Yes, yes,
and I love being loved, but sit down!
-Sit down! -Dr. Goat.
Dr. Goat, can you tell us please
exactly what we're looking at here?
GOAT: This is called the St. Clair Partition, Your Honor.
An agreement drawn up in 1798
between Andrew St. Clair, the first governor
of the Northern Territory, and the United States Congress.
It was lost in 1818 and discovered only
-six years ago. -Huh.
It is still in effect as legal tender!
Legal tender.
[cheering, indistinct shouting]
What is this?
-History. -Who is this guy?
Shh. Learn something.
GOAT: This-this document states irrevocably
that Illinois was always intended
to be split into two territories.
The downstate territory known as "thermarum ubi sunt."
-MAN: Yeah. -"The land of the crops."
-[overlapping shouting] -And the lake area, known as,
uh, "Il capitis dolore."
-And Dr. Goat... -Yes, yes.
Exactly what... what are we to conclude from this?
That Springfield has no legal right
to tax the rural citizens of Downstate Illinois.
[cheering, overlapping shouting]
No taxation without representation!
[overlapping shouting]
Your Honor, may I ask a question?
I thought you weren't interested.
I wasn't till I looked on Google.
Well, who am I to stand in the way?
Quiet down. Wait, wait, wait.
Defense has a question.
-Uh, quick question, Dr. Goat. -[gallery booing]
This Latin phrase here-- "thermarum ubi sunt..."
-Mm. -Uh, how-how did you translate that?
-"The land of the crop." -[clapping, voicing assent]
Okay, I just went on Google Translate,
and it translates as "Where is the bathroom?"
That is not true.
And the Northern Territory,
"Et in capitis dolore,"
translates to "I have a headache."
[laughs] That is a lie.
-Liar! Liar! -[overlapping shouting]
Hold on! Hold on!
Truth is never decided by who's most noisy.
Go ahead, Marissa.
Didn't you in fact create this document, Doctor?
[laughs] No.
Then can we see it and not just the copy?
It's too fragile.
Your Honor, what do you think?
You're someone who likes looking at the original.
And I'm someone who does not mind being manipulated by you.
-MAN: Come on! -[booing, overlapping shouting]
WACKNER: Quiet down.
When you're finished.
Mr. Goat.
-Dr. Goat. -Doc... I'm sorry. Dr. Goat.
-Mm-hmm. -If you want me
to take this document seriously, bring it in.
CLARK: Oh, hello.
I'm Judge Vinetta Clark. I heard you wanted to speak to me.
Uh, yes, ma'am. Um, my, my firm represents a, a youth
that you're holding. Matteo?
-Vargas. -Yes, he's under arrest.
Have a cinnamon roll.
Oh. Thank you.
You look like you're heading to the beach.
Yes, I was just, uh, leaving on vacation
when I heard I was needed.
-Oh. Where were you going? -On vacation?
Oh, well, it's not important.
I'm a curious woman.
Uh, Lake Como.
It's-it's in Italy.
Yes, I know where it is.
Must be beautiful.
Oh, it is. Mm-hmm.
So you've been there before?
Um, just once.
We don't get away often.
We-we thought we'd splurge.
Sounds wonderful.
Um, ma'am, um,
is it true that you're thinking of trying Matteo for murder?
Yes.
May I show you something?
Of course.
This is Christopher.
He was walking home from school when he got caught
in the crossfire of a gang shootout.
One of the gangs was Oscar Rivi's.
I did the eulogy at Christopher's funeral.
Ever done a eulogy for an eight-year-old?
No.
Not pleasant.
This is Gabriel.
He wanted to go to USC film school.
He was killed by a corner boy
who mistook him for somebody else.
[Diane sighs heavily]
I... I am sorry.
I mean, I can't say that I understand your pain
because of course I can't,
but Matteo should be given over to the police, not held here.
The police haven't arrested anyone
for those murders, any of these.
Since the BLM movement,
they've pulled back from our streets.
No one's coming to help.
That's why I started this court.
It's not a joke to us.
It's not your firm's reality show.
Oh, that's not my firm...
Actually, it is, Mrs. Lockhart.
If I were you, I would prepare your client for trial.
♪ O sacred head, now wounded♪
♪ With grief and shame weighed down...♪
What happened to Marissa?
I'm her boss, Matteo.
But you're also Oscar's lawyer?
I'm also your lawyer. So they said you had a gun?
-But I wasn't gonna use it. -Okay, stress that. She needs
-to hear more from you than from me. -[Jesus clears throat]
Just, I'm not the kind of person she wants to hear from.
Now tell me about the gun. Did anyone see you with it?
Did you throw it away somewhere?
-And have you ever used it before? -Diane?
-Yeah. -Vinetta is a Christian judge.
She doesn't just want to hear about the facts.
Matteo, what faith are you?
-Nothing. I mean my mom was... -All right.
You need to tell the judge why you took the gun.
It was to stop your friends for religious reasons.
Can you say that?
RECEPTIONIST: I'm so sorry.
I'm trying to get ahold of Mrs. Reddick and Mrs. Lockhart.
Thanks for your patience.
We told them we would be here at noon.
Yes, but I think some signals got crossed.
[Winston scoffs softly]
Well, see, that's the trouble.
What do you think?
Give them a few minutes.
It's women.
We could just move on, install men.
[cheering, applause on TV]
[sportscasters chuckling on TV]
PGA tour?
You want to watch?
Please.
Mickelson's leading by two strokes.
-He inspires me. -Me, too.
[applause]
PGA tour?
Mickelson is up two strokes.
He's an inspiration.
[Kurt and Osman laugh]
What did I say?
Men of a certain age. We're easily inspired.
ALLEGRA: Oh, your client is full of crap.
CARTER: My client's smelling like a rose in all this.
Oh, you're grasping at straws.
You, you are not holding us for ransom!
This is not ransom!
Are you gonna blame me for Mr. Rivi's volatility?
He's not a violent man.
-[indistinct chatter] -It's my wife's firm.
Never a dull moment.
So, you're the new lawyer now?
Uh, yes, Your Honor. I heard that there was a question about
Mr. Rivi's new status as, a, uh, co-CEO, so I have brought you
his most recently signed contract.
Your Honor, I called Plum Meadow's legal team,
and they insisted they have no merger deal with Rivi.
Your Honor, I don't know who Mr. ASA spoke to,
but he is absolutely misinformed.
I spoke to the head of their negotiation team-- Mr. Schmidt.
LIZ: Yeah, well, there-there most certainly is a merger,
-as you can see right here. -Just smile. Just smile.
-LIZ: And it has been signed. -And yet the legal team insisted
that there are still a few deal points left outstanding.
-No, there are not. -There are.
Your Honor, there are no outstanding...
-Okay. Okay, okay. -[overlapping arguing]
Let me take a recess.
And I will examine these.
Hey, Allegra, what the hell? What is going on?
They want a 50% cut on their insurance co-pay.
-We already negotiated that. -But there's something else.
I'm trying to get him down, but he's not budging.
You think he's trying to blow up the whole deal?
I think there's a chance.
And I think there's a chance he's stalling us.
Okay. You know, I... I-I-I might know what's going on.
Let me... let me... let me call you back.
What do you think?
I think you're right.
I think Plum Meadow's worried Oscar's undependable.
They're looking to his number two.
All right, we got to tell him.
[laughing]: He's going to explode.
-He's not gonna believe us. -Oh, well.
As you can see, Your Honor,
this document is all too real.
You'll notice the damage on the edges.
That's from the historic Chicago fire of 1871.
Your Honor, this document is from 17 whatever.
Women weren't even allowed to vote.
Black people were still slaves.
We were killing Native Americans.
[coughing]: Woke. Woke.
[gallery coughing "Woke"]
Your Honor, uh, this agreement
preceded any treaty formed
by the U.S. Congress.
Dean?
-Yeah! -[cheering]
Your Honor, can we keep the outbursts to a minimum?
MAN: You're losing, bitch! Get used to it!
WACKNER: Stop. Stop. Calm down.
Have some respect, or I'll have you held in contempt.
One thing you learn a lot about
in the backroom of a copy shop is paper.
Did you know
that paper is 75% air?
GOAT: Oh, air was totally misunderstood
until Orville Wright in 1906.
MAN: It's true.
That's why the fiber spacing is so wide.
But in older parchment, the paper was mostly cotton,
and the spacing's 40%.
That's why the hash mark belongs on the defense side.
-[gallery jeering] -Excuse me, sir. -No, Doctor.
This paper's called Hallmark Parch Five.
It's used in award documents, graduate certificates.
It can be aged and burnt to look older.
-It's a forgery. -Bullshit!
-Come on. Look at that thing! -Calm down!
-MAN: That's our history.
-WOMAN: You're a liar! -Defense, do you have any witnesses?
-MAN: That's our heritage, man. -Uh, Your Honor,
maybe we should take a pause. This is getting ugly.
The truth is ugly. The only thing uglier
is not pursuing it. Do you have any witnesses?
[indistinct, overlapping chatter]
Ugh. Why is Cord doing this?
I don't know. Why don't you ask him?
MAN [on TV]: Pretty cool hunt out there today...
OSMAN: You're insane.
The Browning has smooth, three-lug action.
What does it matter if you can't hold it?
-The Pro Hunter has better weight, right? -Ah...
-What about the Schultz & Larsen? -BOTH: Oh!
-Well, you two are just biased against the English. -No.
Your Honor, my client's only guilt was allowing himself
to be manipulated by those he considered friends.
Matteo?
Your Honor, ma'am,
I was afraid my friends were putting themselves in danger.
I prayed to Jesus. He told me, "Go to them. Take their guns."
So you were there for your friends
out of Christian charity?
Yes, ma'am.
Stand up, ma'am. Stand up!
-Oh, me? -Stand up!
Why do you hold this court in such contempt?
Uh, I don't think I do.
Oh, yes, you do. Gideon.
Years ago, I ran a day care.
And I found many ways to repurpose these appliances.
DIANE: Matteo, what faith are you?
MATTEO: Nothing. I mean, my mom was...
DIANE: I need you to tell the judge why you took the gun.
You were trying to stop your friends for religious reasons.
-Can you say that? -MATTEO: I'd be lying.
DIANE: This isn't a real court, Matteo.
There's no perjury here.
You're under arrest for suborning perjury.
-Gideon! -Oh, come on. This is outrageous.
No, it's the law.
You can't hold me like this.
Get your hands off of me!
Where is my phone call?
I'm gonna call my lawyer.
[indistinct chatter]
They want to blow the deal?
That's what we think.
They are not negotiating.
So we'll sell the pot ourselves.
We do the gummies, we do the candy.
We have the infrastructure.
Oscar, we think...
[laughs]
Oscar, she has a share that is equal
to yours in your business.
If you're imprisoned, she can make the deal.
And you said yourself she was in control of the business
when you were in prison.
Yes, and-and we want to be wrong.
But we're here to protect you, not Isabel.
Officer, we're fine.
Thank you. We're fine.
Oscar, Plum Meadow is holding a negotiating position
that only makes sense if they have another option.
Now, all we're asking is to test this possibility.
We want you to call your wife-- uh, her interpreter--
and say your lawyers want you
to separate out your business interests.
It's a... it's a post-nup.
Insist that it's just for tax purposes.
And if we're right, she won't agree to it, because she knows
that Plum Meadow needs the whole infrastructure, not just hers.
Ay.
[phone buzzes]
Hey, Diane. How's it going there?
♪ Jesus Christ is risen today...♪
Not good.
I can't make the 6:00 with STR Laurie.
I heard you had bars over here--
you drink and shoot in the bar.
-Oh, yeah, in Michigan. -You're joking?
No. I'll take you two next time you're here.
-[phone ringing] -Oh. Ah.
There's the wife, probably saying the vacation's delayed.
Hey, babe, where are you?
♪ Who did once upon the cross...♪
Well, that might take a little explaining.
[sighs]
Mira.
[grunts]
[panting]
I'll-I'll tell Plum Meadow about this severing of the business.
My guess is, they'll tell the judge you're now co-CEO.
[crying]
Oscar.
So, Mr. Cord, why this case?
Because I think our country is edging away
from individualism, towards socialism.
-That's right! Yeah! -[cheering, shouting]
WACKNER: Stop. Stop. Calm down.
And that's why you want the country more fractured?
Well, fractured is a fraught word, but, uh, yes.
You and I-- we have nothing in common.
Why should you decide for me?
Why should I decide for you? Hmm?
Why should Portland decide for Eastern Oregon?
The ranchers have more in common with Idaho.
Why should they be ruled by some arbitrary line
drawn in the 19th century?
[overlapping shouting]
-Dean. -[bell dings]
[cheering, whooping]
WACKNER: Hold on, hold on. Wait, wait, wait.
-[gavel banging] -Hold on. Quiet down.
[sighs] Then why care what Judge Wackner decides?
-Why? -Yes.
Why should you defer to him? Why defer to anyone?
Isn't that the point of this entire experiment?
Judge Wackner judges
because we, the people,
do not like the Cook County judicial system.
So, if you don't like this court system,
you'll just start a new one?
I guess.
So, then why does this matter? This court?
Ah. It matters only insofar
as we continue to agree that it matters.
So if you don't like Judge Wackner's rulings,
youcan just ignore them and create a new court?
Yes. However,
I'm guessing that I will like the way the judge decides.
MARISSA: Your Honor, is this what you think?
It doesn't matter what you decide?
I need a moment to consider my ruling.
Thank you.
WOMAN: We love you, Wackner!
[loud, overlapping shouting]
No.
[shouting continues]
Court's closed for the day.
I'm Diane Lockhart's husband.
[Levi grumbles]
-♪ Crown Him with many crowns♪ -[door opens]
♪ The Lamb upon His throne♪
♪ Hark, how the heavenly anthem drowns...♪
GIDEON: Putting you in the upstairs bedroom.
MATTEO: Why?
♪ And hail Him as thy matchless King♪
-♪ Through all eternity♪ -[door closes]
♪ Crown Him Lord of Heaven...♪
What's going on?
I've been granted a conjugal visit.
[laughs] Oh. Kurt, no.
Go home. This is crazy.
And miss our first day of vacation?
Oh... what am I doing with my life?
No idea, but I guess we're stuck in it together.
I'll get dinner later. I'll knock four times
on the door upstairs to let you get decent.
Here's a Bible.
♪ Crown Him, ye kings...♪
[Diane laughs, Kurt snorts]
Well, this is nice.
[Diane laughs]
They gave me a decoration for my wall.
Lake Como.
[both chuckle]
[Kurt sighs]
God, I'm sorry, babe.
I thought the craziness would end with 2020.
I brought something from your work.
Oh. Funny.
I brought something from my work.
♪ Hark, how the heavenly anthem drowns...♪
Gummies?
Oh, yeah.
I've never tried marijuana before.
♪ Awake, my soul, and sing♪
Really?
♪ Of Him who died for thee...♪
Yeah, it's-it's... it's all the rage.
Okay. I, uh...
I guess we got a vacation going, huh?
-[laughing] -♪ Through all eternity.♪
HORACE: Thank you, Mrs. Rivi, for testifying.
When I go too fast, tell me when to slow down.
Do you understand?
I understand.
Good.
How long have you been married to Oscar Rivi?
12 years.
HORACE: And you have three children?
And it pains you to testify the way you are today?
HUGHES [interpreting]: Yes.
Now, you have called
the state's attorney's office because you are afraid
that your husband is a dangerous man
who intends to kill you.
And there was a deal in the works
with Plum Meadow Farms when Mr. Rivi became violent?
Was that question too fast?
Uh, Your Honor, the question wasn't too fast.
The ASA's attempt to testify for Mrs. Rivi was too fast.
-Well, that's... -She knows as well as anyone
that if she testifies the way the prosecutor wants her to,
there will be no deal with Plum Meadow Farms.
-HORACE: Wait a minute. -No, no, I am just explaining
what is obvious here.
Plum Meadow Farms can't make a deal with Isabel alone.
-Your Honor, shut her up! -No, excuse me!
Shut a Black woman up? Your Honor, is he really saying that?
-HORACE: That is not what I meant. -STILTON: Hold on, sports fans.
-[overlapping arguing] -[gavel banging]
Hey, hold it! Hold it! Let's...
let the witness answer, please.
Ms. Rivi, the prosecutor is asking
if you're accusing your husband of attempting
to silence you by killing you.
Is this true?
No.
My husband is the most loving man I've ever known.
HORACE: This is not what she told us, Your Honor.
-She is being threatened! -Are you serious? Come on!
Are you being threatened, Ms. Rivi?
Of course not.
I'm in love with my husband.
I know he has forgiven all of my wrongs.
Please release him...
so that we can continue running our business together.
STILTON: Ms. Rivi, I must say, you are an inspiration, ma'am,
and the best advertisement your husband could ever have.
-You are free without posting bail. -[gavel bangs]
You always say that you want a vacation,
but you never vacation.
-Why not Mexico? -[music playing]
I wanted to go to Mexico last year.
-[laughing] -Why are you laughing?
I want to see the pyramids on this coast.
I mean, hemisphere.
The-the Aztecs. I like the Aztecs.
They-they care about people.
No, they don't. They killed people.
No more than the Indians did,
and you go on and on about the Indians.
[laughing]: When have I ever gone on and on
-about the Indians? -Dances with Wolves?
What a piece of shit movie.
And you went on and on and on about it.
[laughing]: You're the funniest man I have ever met.
No, you're just saying that 'cause I'm high.
-Yeah. -I am high.
Right?
[Kurt sighs]
I should quit, shouldn't I?
What are you talking about?
That judge upstairs.
She looked at me
like I was the most entitled white bitch on the planet.
And that's the way they look at me at work.
-Oh, no. No, no, no. -Yes. Yes, they do.
I'm the top Karen.
And why do I care? I mean, I... I-I could find another firm.
I could quit.
I can't impose my will on people who don't want me.
And they don't want me.
Diane, I am going to stand on this cot
because I want to be demonstrative.
[laughs] I should videotape this.
No, no, we're gonna forget this tomorrow.
My worry is that you will make a decision
you're gonna regret.
I think, Kurt-- oh, mighty Kurt--
I think I like starting over.
I like the... the chutes and ladders of life.
I mean, I want the corner office, but then I want
to slip back to the beginning and fight for the corner office.
I mean, I think maybe it's better
that I don't get the top spot.
Okay. As long as you're happy
and we keep fucking.
[laughing]: I have never heard you say that word-- "fuck."
No, no, I've said it before. See?
-Let's fuck. -[laughing]
Oh, God, I need to get you more gummies.
No, we need to change the music.
♪ I love myself♪
♪ I want you to love me♪
♪ When I feel down♪
♪ I want you above me♪
♪ I search myself♪
♪ I want you to find me♪
♪ I forget myself♪
♪ I need you to remind me.♪
[loud knocking]
Go away! We don't need any food!
[Diane laughs softly]
♪ I don't want anybody else♪
♪ When I think about you♪
♪ I touch myself.♪
[overlapping chatter]
Wow. Look at this.
Everybody's still here.
It's getting late.
[sighs] I wanted to think this one over.
Please sit down.
Marissa's argument is sound.
David Cord has his own reasons for doing this,
some of which are corrupt.
And I do know-- whatever I decide--
we can't just call Downstate Illinois a new state.
-[gallery clamoring] -But
I was taken by Mr. Cord's arguments of individualism.
So much of our country has been built
on people finding their own way--
not being held back by bureaucracy.
-Your Honor? -No. Let me finish.
Yet,
if we only follow individualism,
that way lies chaos.
And that was not the point of this court.
Or at least not my point.
Judgment for the defense.
There will be no Downstate Illinois.
-What the fuck are you talking about?! -[overlapping shouting]
-This court is done. Clear the court, please. -[ding]
-Jew! Fucking Jew! -Hey, hey, hey, hey!
[loud, overlapping shouting]
USA!
-Hal! -You cannot hide, bitch!
-[loud banging on door] -[Wackner and Marissa grunting]
Get down!
-Come on. -Okay, okay.
-Come on. -Oh. Oh, God.
[electrical hiss, squeal]
[banging and shouting continue]
-We got to call 911. Oh, God. -Yeah.
I don't have any bars. You?
Shit!
I got no service.
CROWD: USA! USA! USA! USA!
USA! USA! USA! USA!
USA! USA!
-USA! USA! USA! USA! -[indistinct chatter]
-[electrical hissing] -[yelling, banging on door]
-You think they'll kill us? -I think they might.
-You okay? You okay? -Yeah.
[indistinct yelling]
My dad said the whole world would be a better place
if everybody realized they were in the minority.
Are we in the minority?
-Duh. -[laughs]
"No matter where you are," he said,
"make sure you keep an eye on the exits,
"and make sure you're closer to the exit
than the Cossacks are to the entrance."
Your dad sounds a little paranoid.
He was, but he wasn't wrong.
Watch out. Watch out. Watch out.
Oh, God.
He said, "Stay away from parades.
"They're cute until they're not.
And don't trust any pope who was Hitler Youth."
What's that law called?
Godwin's Law.
MAN: Wackner! Wackner! Wackner!
My dad said anybody who argued for Godwin's Law
has never been near an actual crowd.
Crowds love you, they hug you.
Then they grab a gun and try to kill you.
[loud shouting]
Why? Why do they do that?
I don't know.
Hate is fun. It's clear-cut.
-[loud banging] -[Marissa groans]
[speaking foreign language]
What?
A guy could get killed doing this.
[loud banging]
[both laughing]
[loud metallic thudding]
[birds singing, dog barking]
[siren wailing in distance]
[siren approaching]
[clattering]
[thud]
[footsteps running]
MAN: Against the wall!
Everyone out of the kitchen!
Are there any guns in the house? You...
-What's going on? -Shh. It's the police.
MAN: Don't move. Don't move,
-or I'll blow your fucking head off! -[door creaks open]
MAN: Everyone down here, raise your hands.
[indistinct radio transmission]
What the hell?
Okay, we-we got keys.
Don't you fucking move!
Uh, it's okay. They didn't do anything.
They stole your IP.
It's a good thing we got a call from David Cord.
What-what do you mean, my IP?
Intellectual property. You represent Wackner, right?
This is about his court.
[scoffs] Some judge.
[siren wailing]
I think I'd better get back to work.
Me, too.
You work here?
Yeah. Ten years.
I'll come by.
Say hello.
50% off all copies.
So... vacation?
[laughs] Yup.
[laughs] You need it.
I do.
We both missed the STR Laurie people.
We did.
But Kurt entertained them.
-They seemed fine. -Well, that's good.
Liz, I've come to a conclusion.
I want you and Allegra to be name partners.
I'll be an equity partner.
Why?
Five years ago, when I hit rock bottom...
this firm took me in.
So I don't like the idea of splitting this firm in two.
And I can't lead if no one will follow.
And your clients?
We'll manage them together.
You're essential here, Diane.
I know.
But I think I need to prove myself.
I missed you.
I'm here.
I know.
Thank you.
I'll move downstairs.
-Allegra can have my office. -[stammers]
I'm sick of the view.
[both laugh]
LIZ: See you.
How'd that go?
I just resigned my name partnership.
Was that the right thing to do?
I honestly don't know.
Well, I'm going hunting
with your STR Laurie folks next month.
I could put in a good word for you.
-What? -Yeah.
Osman and Winston-- I'm taking 'em deer hunting
when we get back.
You want to go?
Yes.
-[elevator bell dings] -I do.
♪ Renegade, ooh, hell yeah♪
-♪ Ooh, that's what I am♪ -♪ Renegade♪
♪ Come on, watch me now♪
♪ Watch me fade away, oh, yeah♪
♪ Yeah, hell yeah, yeah...♪
That was violent.
MAN: Please let me out. Please.
Well, your case doesn't come up till tomorrow.
Oh, I promise, my dog will never do it again.
The court will be very happy to hear it.
No, please, please, please. I have a family.
[crying]: I have kids.
♪ For spacious skies♪
[overlapping chatter]
-♪ For amber waves of grain...♪ -[gavel banging]
Silence in the court.
If we're kicking someone out of our neighborhood,
I want to at least hear why.
Mike, take the witness stand.
After viewing Mike's testimony
in the court across the street,
I conclude that Mike has indeed lied,
and I sentence him to be kicked out of the neighborhood.
Let it henceforth be decided.
We are no longer subject to Oregon taxes or laws.
[sheep bleats]
♪ God done shed his grace on thee...♪
-We are now a part of Idaho. -Yeah, Idaho!
I have listened to both sides, and this is my ruling.
I decide for the prosecution.
-Only white people can own property! -Yeah!
This is the third time the defendant has referred
to the victim as "he." The proper pronoun is "they."
-So this court sentences... -We're gonna settle this matter the way we usually do.
-Ready? -Ready?
Okay. Go.
-Five, four... -Go, go, go.
WOMAN: I object. You're not even listening to my argument.
Yes, I'm a horse, but even a horse lives by law.
We have 33 seconds until chutes open.
I want to hear everybody's arguments right now.
Whoever has best ride gets custody of the kids.
-♪ Shining sea.♪ -[overlapping chatter]
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