Bull (2016–…): Season 2, Episode 10 - Home for the Holidays - full transcript

WOMAN: Well, hello, darling.

- First time to London?
- Uh-uh.

Have fun.

Excuse me. Little girl,
where are your parents?

My parents? They're...
They're already on the plane.

Are you sure?

You're not allowed to board the plane
without an adult accompanying you.

Don't worry. I'll find
them once I get on board.

Hello. Excuse me, miss?

OFFICER: Little girl, we have your
passport, so it's just a matter of time

before we figure out who your
parents are and how to contact them.



Or you could just give us
their names and numbers.

Keep dreaming, copper.

[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]

WOMAN: There you are.

I see you.

Charlie, do you have any idea
what you've put me through?

- Excuse me. You her mother?
- No. I'm the nanny.

Here is a notarized letter from her
father authorizing me to take her home.

Do you have any idea
what would have happened

if they'd let you on that plane?

Thank you, Officer.
This won't happen again.

- So you got it?
- Oh, we got it.

- At triple our usual fee.
- Whoo!

- How'd you pull that off?
- I promised them we'd win.



And we'd do it before
the end of the fiscal year.

Which basically means
before Christmas.

But that's in five days.

You serious? You
can't be serious.

Boys and girls, moms
and dads, dogs and cats,

gather round and
meet our new client.

Wow. So we're
defending an object?

We are defending the
creators of this object, SAWAGI,

a tech behemoth that is being
sued for patent infringement

by ZOKEN, manufacturers of one of
the largest selling phones in the world.

And they claim there are a
number of notable design similarities.

Oh, my.

Although ZOKEN phone sells for
almost twice as much as the SAWAGI.

So we're representing
the cheap knockoff?

We are defending the
realistically priced alternative

and being paid a
boatload of money to do it.

Oh, thank goodness. I felt
morally compromised for a moment.

Trust me, we will be earning
every penny of our enormous fee.

What makes you say that?

This needs to be wrapped up by
Christmas. You'll pardon the pun.

- CHUNK: This Christmas?
- Bull, that's five days.

Wow. You and Benny
can count to five.

Now, come on. It's not
like I said Christmas Eve.

Besides, you guys thrive
under pressure. Now, hop to it.

I want this entire jury pool
vetted before the end of the day.

[SIGHS]

Oh, my gosh.

What's your name? And
who do you belong to?

Marissa! Is it Bring Your
Brat to Work Day again?

One of those things
wandered in here.

Oh, hi. Are you lost, sweetie?

- This is Dr. Bull's office, right?
- Yes.

- And that's Dr. Bull?
- MARISSA: Yes.

Nope. I'm right where
I'm supposed to be.

I'm here on official business.
I need to get divorced.

- You're married?
- No.

I need to get divorced
from my parents.

OK. Um...

So here's the thing. Divorce is for
people who are married to each other.

I think maybe the thing you
wanna be is emancipated.

That means that you are no
longer dependent on your parents

and they are no longer
legally responsible for you.

OK, I'll go with that.

Problem is, in the State of New York,
the legal age of emancipation is 16.

How old are you?

16.

The penalty for lying about something
like this is 25 years hard labor.

- 15.
- Knew it.

But maybe they can
make an exception?

Hmm. Little girl,
I'm not a lawyer,

so even if there was
an exception to be made,

I'm not the guy
to get it for you.

Now, I have got
a lot of work to do,

and I'm sure there is someplace
you are supposed to be,

so I'm gonna give you
to that very nice lady

and she is gonna see
about getting you home.

It was nice to have met you.

- And you.
- And do you have a name?

Charlotte Kensington,
but you can call me Charlie.

Mmm. OK, Charlie.

When you turn 16, if this is something
you still want, come and see me.

- Marissa!
- You yelled for me, sir?

I am entrusting you to get
Charlie here home safe and sound.

I'll do my best.

[EXHALES DEEPLY]

Ooh.

It's almost nine. What do you
say we close up and go home?

I would if I could.

I am still trying to reach
somebody to come get our little girl.

What do you mean? Where is she?

Well, she wanted some chicken fingers,
so Cable took her down to the corner.

Oh. OK. You go home.
I'll take care of this.

Young lady.

Um, which young
lady do you mean?

Go home, Cable.

Bye.

OK.

It's late and I'm
no longer amused.

Had you not come here
today, where would you be?

- Home.
- And where is that?

SoHo. Corner of
MacDougal and King.

Is there someone
there waiting for you?

Do you have a way of
getting in to your apartment?

Then that is where we're going.

So, is that nice blonde lady
in your office your girlfriend?

No. She's just a nice
blonde lady in my office.

A very smart, nice blonde lady.

You married?

No.

How about you? Oh, wait. We've
already had this conversation.

- You're funny.
- [BOTH CHUCKLE]

No. I'm just old and you're just young
and you've never heard my jokes before.

Look, that thing you came to
my office to discuss with me,

you gotta know, at
one point or another,

every kid wants to
divorce their parents.

Every kid wants to run away
and join the circus or a rock band

or a dangerous cult.

It'll pass. And, besides,
it's almost Christmas.

If Santa gets a whiff of some
of the stuff you've been up to,

you are gonna screw up
that whole present thing.

OK, squirt. My
work here is done.

Handing you over to the
doorman. Sweet dreams.

Oh.

- Can you come up and put me to bed?
- [SIGHS]

Really, you don't
want that. Honest.

I'm, like, the worst at that.

I mean, I'll make you brush
your teeth and wash your face

and do multiplication tables.

I mean, it's not
gonna be pretty.

OK, what do I owe you?

[CHUCKLES]

Oh. Wow.

This is big.

They make you wear a GPS?

Hello! Anyone home?

No. The lights were off,
which means no one's home.

My dad usually
works pretty late.

Hmm. What about your mom?

She went away a while ago.

Oh, OK.

Hey, where do you
think you're going?

Putting on my nightgown
so you can tuck me in.

Excellent.

And then can you stay
until my dad gets home?

- Excuse me?
- Can you stay until my dad gets home?

I get really lonely.

[SNORING]

Whoa.

Just... who are you, what are you
doing here and where is my daughter?

OK, whoa, whoa. Charlie is
fine. She's sleeping in her room.

Go, look.

- [DOOR OPENS]
- [GROANS]

OK, hey, just hold it right there.
I've already called the police.

They're on their way over.

Look, I know this couldn't look
any worse, but let me explain.

- My name is Dr. Jason Bull.
- You're a doctor?

A psychologist, but
that's beside the point.

Your daughter came to
my office looking to hire me.

Why would my nine-year-old
daughter wanna hire a psychologist?

I'm a trial scientist,
a kind of legal expert.

She wanted a divorce
from you and your wife,

and I didn't know what else
to do, so I brought her home.

She didn't want me to
leave, not until you got home.

And it is... 2:30
in the morning.

Uh, yeah, OK. Um...

Thank you, I guess.

You guess?

You and your wife always leave
your nine-year-old alone at night?

We have a nanny four days
a week. This is her night off.

We're in a doorman building.

I got 16 cameras which I
can watch on my phone.

We've got more
security than Fort Knox.

She's perfectly safe, thank you.
She's perfectly comfortable with it.

And that's why she pleaded
with me not to leave her alone.

She's a kid.

You ever look at these
security cameras that you have?

'Cause if you had,

you would've seen a stranger
wandering around this palace of yours.

OK, obviously I didn't,
so... again, thank you.

You know what, I'm
gonna wait for the police.

I didn't call them. I
didn't call anyone.

Ah.

Then you're lucky,

because I think they
would find what I have to say

a lot more interesting
than what you have to say.

Give your daughter a
kiss for me, Mr. Kensington,

and have a merry Christmas.

All right, I'm here. Now,
what's so important?

Don't take this the wrong way,
but you look like an unmade bed.

Well, an unmade bed sounds
pretty good to me right now.

I was out pretty late.
Now, what is so important?

Well, I pored over
all this stuff last night.

And I am no computer geek, OK?

But it seems to me that
every single improvement,

every single modification in
SAWAGI's phone, in ZOKEN's phone,

is all built on an underlying technology
that somebody else pioneered.

Company A will improve on
whatever Company B came out with,

and Company B
will return the favor

by taking whatever seems most
exciting about Company A's work

and changing it just enough to
make it seem like something original.

They all do it. It's
very incestuous.

Point being?

Point being is I think we
go into the judge's chambers,

present this properly,
justify a motion to dismiss.

Huh? No muss, no
fuss. Four days early.

We all go Christmas shopping.

I take it you've already
called the judge.

They're gonna text
us as soon as he's free.

Nice work.

I'm gonna take a quick
stroll over to family court.

If they text you, you text me.

Your Honor, sorry to bother
you. My name is Dr. Jason Bull.

- I'm a trial scientist.
- What can I do for you?

Well, I'm a licensed
psychologist,

which means that I
am a mandated reporter

when it comes to situations
regarding child welfare,

and... I'm staring
at a situation.

I'm just not sure it rises to
the level that justifies reporting.

What's the situation?

Busy working family,
rolling in money,

best of everything for their
little girl, she's nine years old.

But unfortunately she is
often left unsupervised.

Just yesterday she wandered
30 blocks to come and see me,

and then last night I was
at her apartment with her

until 2:30 in the morning,
waiting for a parent to show up.

Am I making a mountain
out of a molehill?

Well, you usually don't see this
kind of thing in affluent families,

but the prudent thing to do would
be to at least open an investigation.

Thank you. I thought so too.

Email me all the relevant
information and I'll take it from there.

- Fantastic. Thank you.
- Just one more thing, Doctor.

In these type of cases, we normally
assign the child a guardian ad litem,

an objective third
party whose sole job

is to look out for the
child's best interests

as his or her case
moves through the courts.

Makes sense.

We also look to the guardian ad litem
to make a recommendation to the judge.

The judge has the final say,

but the guardian ad litem's
opinion carries a great deal of weight.

Sounds like a terrific system.

I'm sure this little girl's
gonna be in fantastic hands.

Finding someone to fill that
role the week before Christmas

is going to be
exceedingly difficult.

But you, Dr. Bull, are
a licensed psychologist

and you're already
familiar with the case.

Your Honor, I promise
you, I would if I could.

I am drowning in work.

If I can't find a guardian, I
can't start an investigation.

Well, then maybe it's a sign.

That was a joke.

You'll laugh later?

- I'm your guy.
- Thank you.

And happy holidays, Dr. Bull.

Here's hoping, Judge Sullivan.

Guess what? Judge
won't even see us.

Says the issues
are way too complex

simply to dismiss the case
without hearing testimony.

Well, it's Christmastime.
What'd you expect, a miracle?

Hey, what if I told you one
of our client's lead engineers

spent the first 18
months of his career

working at the Palo Alto campus of
the plaintiff in the cellular division?

It sounds worse than it is. Like I
said before, it's a small community.

People move from company
to company all the time.

OK. You know what we need to do?

We need to do an analysis of every
patent filed for both these phones.

And we need to highlight
the layered changes

that take place in every device,

that every
manufacturer is, in fact,

reacting to the latest improvements
of every other manufacturer

and that there is,
inevitably, overlap.

Steve Jobs visits Xerox, sees what
amounts to a graphical user interface,

goes back to Apple, does it better,
and the home computer is born.

It's not thievery,
it's evolution.

Then we gotta try and get
execs from all the other companies

in the cellphone business

to back this shared zeitgeist
narrative of ours in court.

And you want all of
that before Christmas?

There are thousands of
pages of filings to read through.

Then we'd better get started.

[PHONE RINGS]

MAN: Judge Sullivan
from family court is on one.

Sure. Put him through.

[GRUNTS] Don't
ask. I'll be back.

Walk with me.

Go to my office where no one can
hear. I'm gonna call you from the car.

I need you to tell me everything
you can about family court.

Family court? What did you do?

Oh, it's the season. I
tried to do something nice.

Uh...

Judge William Sullivan.

Fiercely protective of children.

- Rarely sides with parents.
- Good to know.

Family court is like a
foreign country to me.

No juries. It's all
about the judge.

Now, see what you can tell me
about Rex and Nora Kensington.

Is this about the little girl that
was in the office yesterday?

Ask me no questions,
I'll tell you no lies.

Nothing new here.

Owns his own investment firm
which he built from the ground up.

- Uh-huh.
- Looks very good in a suit.

- What was the wife's name again?
- Nora.

Got it. Nora Kensington.

[SIGHS]

Marissa? You
there? Did I lose you?

No, I'm here.

She passed away three
years ago. Breast cancer.

Neglect? They're having
me tried for neglect?

OK, look, I'm starting to realize
I might owe you an apology.

This thing is clearly
spinning out of control.

I don't wanna be here
any more than you do.

Let me go talk to the judge.
I'm sure I can undo this.

They've already moved
Charlie out of our apartment.

She's not allowed to live with
me until this hearing is over

and maybe not even then.

It's Christmastime.

She's gotta stay with the nanny
in the apartment downstairs?

Again, I'm sorry. This
was never my intention.

I just went to the judge
for some advice and I...

Where is Charlie?

If she and I go talk to the
judge, I'm sure I can undo this.

They won't let you see her.
They won't let anyone see her.

They've got her in the
back with her lawyer.

They got her a lawyer.

Anyone with business
before Judge Sullivan

in the matter of
Charlotte Kensington,

please make your
way into the courtroom.

Hearing will start
in five minutes.

I promise you, I
will handle this.

No, I know the rent is eight days late.
I'm just having some liquidity issues.

But I believe everything will
be resolved in a day or two.

Please, it's my
mother's apartment.

She's lived there for four years
and I've never missed a payment.

Uh, yes. I'll... I'll hold.

BENNY: Marissa, you
can't go AWOL on me.

This whole patent is
based on an algorithm,

and you are the algorithm queen

and I wouldn't know an
algorithm if it bit me on the butt.

Yes, I understand. 72
hours. You have my word.

I will get the money there
somehow. Thank you.

And Merry Christmas.

You OK?

I just really need to be alone.

Is there, uh... anything I can
do? Can I lend you some money?

Marissa, please, say something.

Women crying is my kryptonite.

I gave him $75,000 to invest
for me just before Thanksgiving.

I got him an expedited
passport so he could get to China

after his was supposedly stolen.

And now he's vanished
from the face of the earth.

What?

And all my credit cards
have been maxed out.

My checking
account's been emptied.

- Kyle?
- Whatever his name is.

[CHUCKLES]

- I'm glad you're amused.
- Did you mention this to Danny? Huh?

She only used
to be with the FBI.

And Cable, Cable is an ace at
finding people's digital footprints.

I can't tell them.

I used to be with Homeland
Security, a situations analyst.

And he played me like a fiddle.
And it was all about that passport.

He knew, with my connections,
I could get it for him.

The money was
just icing on the cake.

So he left his wallet on that bar
knowing I would bring it to him.

What a jerk I am.

I've got three words for you.

Cable and Danny.

[JUDGE BANGS GAVEL]

Your Honor, sidebar, if I may.

[SIGHS]

Your Honor, it's become clear
to me over the last few hours

that I may very well have
overreacted to the events of last night.

I'm not sure any
of what happened

rises to the level of
investigable neglect,

and, in fact, I'm starting to believe
that what's really called for here

is not breaking up this family
but rather counseling therapy.

Well, that's what we're
here to find out, Dr. Bull.

And as the guardian ad litem,

I'm very interested in
your opinions and insight.

I must ask, however, that you
offer them at the end of the trial,

rather than before
it's commenced.

Take a seat, please.

Nora was the
conscience of our family.

She... She was a poet.

But more than anything,
she was a mother,

where I was always about ambition
and accomplishment and hard work.

So when Nora was
suddenly gone...

I think I just doubled down on all
that ambition and accomplishment

and left the things that I should
have been doing with my daughter

to grandmas and
aunts and nannies.

Hindsight.

So, the night in question,
last night, what happened?

Well, I got held up at
work. I lost track of time.

And I know now I made
a mistake not being there,

a very serious mistake, and
one that I would like to correct.

If you'd just have
her come back home.

REX'S LAWYER: Thank
you, Mr. Kensington.

Before we move on,
can you please tell us

how many other times
this has happened,

where Charlie has been
left alone, unsupervised,

for upwards of
three hours or more?

Objection.

My client has acknowledged his
failings and pledged to correct them.

I love my daughter.

And seeing those child
services people at my door

and telling me to
pack her things,

I promise you, this will
never, ever happen again.

And whatever the court requires
me to do to win back its confidence,

I'm prepared to do it.

CHARLIE'S LAWYER: Oh,
that's very admirable of you, sir,

but being a good
parent, a good father,

involves more than
making pledges to do good.

It involves knowing your child.

- I do know my child. I do.
- OK.

If you know Charlie so well,
what's her best friend's name?

Objection. Relevance?

I'll allow it.

Well, like all kids, I mean...
it changes all the time.

What about her favorite book. Do
you know the title, Mr. Kensington?

- Have you ever read it to her?
- No. No.

And it's The Half-Blood Prince.

REX: No, I never have,
and I don't know the book.

The title, I mean.
I'm sorry, honey.

CHARLIE'S LAWYER: Any idea what
Charlie wants to be when she grows up?

- REX'S LAWYER: Your Honor.
- JUDGE: Overruled.

I'm sure she's told me, but...

I just can't remember.

CHARLIE'S LAWYER: Concertmaster
for the Vienna Philharmonic, Your Honor.

- Just for the record.
- I knew he wouldn't remember that.

CHARLIE'S LAWYER: The state is
done with this witness, Your Honor.

I know this is not a very
convenient time for this hearing,

with the holidays coming,

but a child's well-being
is at stake here,

and I implore you
all to remember that.

I'll see all parties back in
this courtroom in two days

for further investigation.

Until then Charlotte is to remain
under the exclusive care of her nanny,

April Rockwell,

and she is forbidden to return to the
residence of her father, Rex Kensington.

[BANGS GAVEL]

Well, I for one feel like
we're off to a very good start.

REX: Charlie?

Charlie? Charlie? Can we...
Can we just talk, please?

No, I don't think we're
supposed to do that.

I think the judge said I
wasn't supposed to talk to you.

The judge said you
couldn't go home,

not that you couldn't
talk to your father.

Well, I don't think I should.

I understand.

But if you need me,
you have my cellphone,

and wherever you
are, I'll come to you.

Just know that. OK?

OK.

REX: OK.

You know, it is
almost Christmas.

What? You think Santa's gonna be
mad at me 'cause I wasn't nice to my dad?

Just sayin'.

Dominic Drake, the president
of Hawker Cellular's on line three.

Oh, OK.

Mr. Drake, Dr. Jason Bull. I
think you know why I'm calling.

I'm involved in litigation on
behalf of SAWAGI Cellular

and I'd love to convince you to
sign a letter that I've composed

acknowledging the layered
and evolutionary way

that advances in technology
happen in your industry.

Boy, I could really
use a cup of coffee.

Yeah, coffee sounds good.

Maybe I'll join you.

The guy was thorough.
Never let me take his picture.

Said talking about his
family was too painful.

Didn't introduce me to a
single one of his friends.

What about physical evidence?

Combed every square
inch of my apartment.

He didn't leave behind
so much as a toothbrush.

- But he did drink my tequila.
- Men.

Got a bottle for my
birthday last year.

Never opened it. Never
even took it out of the box.

Then one night Kyle took it
out, drank right from the bottle.

Which means his fingerprints
and his DNA are here somewhere.

Men.

Marissa! Cable! Danny! Anyone?

Where is everybody?
It's not Christmas yet.

- We're here, Bull. We're here.
- OK.

I got three more CEOs to say they'd
sign a statement acknowledging our thesis

that many of the improvements in
cellphone technology are incremental

and based on shared knowledge.

The good news is two of the
three are here in New York.

The third one is in New Jersey.

Hey. Benny and I are
heading out to court.

Trial starts at two
o'clock. It's 1:15.

Right behind you. I just
gotta finish this one thing.

I need these signatures today,
and I need each of you to carry these,

get them signed and
then get them back to me.

See you in court.

- Dr. Bull?
- April. Everything all right?

I need to speak with you.

- Is it Charlie?
- Charlie's fine.

Charlie's having
the time of her life

watching everyone twist
themselves into pretzels around her.

She has no idea
how serious this all is

and no idea how much
trouble she's causing.

[SIGHS]

OK, I'm sorry I said that.

- I care about Charlie, I really do.
- But?

But this is just a lot more
all-consuming than I bargained for.

I'm supposed to be finishing
a thesis, not raising a little girl.

After school and a couple of
nights a week, that's what I agreed to.

But now Charlie's actually living
with me in my studio apartment

and I can't get anything done.

It's the end of the term,
my paper is due tomorrow

and it's not going
to be finished.

I don't know how to say this,
but it's not what I signed up for.

I'm sorry. I... I can't be Charlie's
temporary guardian anymore.

I just can't.

- Not even one...?
- No.

OK. Well, I'm sure we can
figure out another solution.

I guess I'll just have to call the judge
and come up with some next steps.

But don't you worry about it. You're
right, this is not your responsibility.

Your responsibility
is to get an education.

- Thank you.
- Not to worry.

Good luck with your thesis.

Merry Christmas. Happy
Hanukkah. Happy Kwanzaa.

- You too, Dr. Bull.
- OK.

Oh, uh, I forgot. Charlie
gets out of school at 3:15.

- OK.
- Well, somebody has to pick her up.

Oh.

Marissa? Danny?

Chunk? Cable?

Can I help you, Dr. Bull?

Oh, uh, I'm just looking for
someone I know and trust,

or at the very least
whose name I know.

I gotta get to the courthouse
at 60 Center Street

and the New Home
Day School on East 62nd.

Well, one is downtown
and the other's uptown.

- Which one's first?
- Yeah, it's a quarter to two.

We're 20 minutes from court.
How long from there to East 62nd?

This time of day?
35 minutes easy.

We'll just make
it. Let's go to court.

Hey, Bull. Good
to hear from you.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, we're
all just waiting to get in.

And by the way, people
keep asking where you are

and making ugly faces
when I say, "He's on his way."

He is, and I got written
statements from major CEOs

to back up our thesis on the
way too, but here's the thing.

Second I get there, I need
Chunk to jump in the cab

and go pick up
Charlie at school.

Excuse me? Who is this Charlie
guy? What are you talking about?

Never mind. I'll text
you when I get close.

- [HORNS BLARE]
- BULL: We haven't moved in five minutes.

It's Christmas in New York.

You know what? Here.
Never mind. Keep the change.

[PHONE RINGS]

- Hello?
- We have got a problem.

We just started voir dire and
the clients are having a stroke.

They want you here.

And Benny's been stalling
like a car with a bad carburetor.

Chunk, tell him I'm getting
there as fast as I can.

[BELL RINGS]

- What's that?
- Huh?

- Those bells.
- Church bells? It's three o'clock.

Tell Benny he's gonna
have to do his best.

I'm not gonna make it. I
gotta be uptown in 15 minutes.

- What are you talking about?
- I'll explain later.

Rex!

Charlie!

Charlie! Rex!

- Oh, my...
- Dr. Bull?

Rex.

- What are you doing here?
- He saved me.

Well, Charlie called me.

I guess the nanny just flaked out,
didn't pick her up from school, so...

I mean, I called her, but I
think she just turned her cell off.

Charlie was terrified,
so I just ran right over.

- So where are you going now?
- I... I don't know.

I mean, I'm not allowed to bring
her back to the apartment, so...

This is a little
ridiculous, isn't it?

You wanna be with
your daddy, don't you?

And I know you want
your little girl back.

- I do.
- So let's end this.

The judge wants to
hear from you, Charlie.

You can put an end
to this whole thing.

- I know.
- So let's grab a cab and go see him.

What do you say?

Hey. Sorry I'm late. Bull here
yet? I got that signed letter for him.

No. Apparently, we all beat him
here. The word is he's on his way.

Uh, we actually do
have some news, though.

My friend at the NYPD
got a hit on Kyle's prints.

- Seriously?
- Yep.

So Kyle Anderson is
actually Robert Allen.

Turns out he's got a
wife and three kids.

They live just outside
of Bedford, New York,

though the fam claims they
haven't seen him in years.

Nonetheless, wifey
somehow affords a big house

and private
schools for the kids.

You OK?

- How did I not know?
- The guy is good.

Also he has outstanding
warrants for tax evasion,

international money
laundering, larceny.

It's quite a list, which is probably why
he needed you to get him a passport

'cause there was no way he was
getting out of the country with his own.

I used the number of
the passport you got him

to trace him to a
resort on Virgin Gorda.

He's been there for the past three
weeks opening up bank accounts.

The British Virgin Islands. Of
course. He's there laundering money.

Looks like he deposited
over half a million dollars.

- He was a busy boy.
- [BELL RINGS]

Church bells. Always
makes me think of Christmas.

Christmas. I wonder
if Kyle's coming home.

- Well, you said he had a wife and kids.
- What are you thinking?

I'm thinking how many
flights can there be

from the Virgin Islands to New
York between now and Christmas?

Give that to Bull.

I got some last-minute
Christmas plans I gotta make.

Judge said he'd be there till
4:30. We should just make it.

- Charlie?
- You OK, honey?

You worried about
talking to the judge?

I was thinking about mom and how
she'd tell me stories about Santa Claus.

And how we'd track what part of
the world he was in on her computer.

You know, we could do
that. You and I could do that.

No, it's OK. I know
it's a fairy tale.

I've known for a
while now. I'm nine.

Is that true?
Really? A fairy tale?

I'm... I'm not
sure I believe that.

Yeah. I mean, me either.

I'm sorry I was mean to you,
Dad. I just missed Mommy.

Oh, I'm sorry that I
wasn't a better dad, darling.

I really miss her too.

Well, here we are.

All right.

Hey, where the
hell have you been?

We just lost a key juror
in there and you were MIA.

Mr. Holt. There's a child.

I apologize. I was
unforeseeably detained.

Nonetheless,
you're in great hands.

- Both Mr. Colón and Mr...
- I'm sure they're great.

Those are not the
hands I'm paying for.

[PHONE BUZZES]

OK, we're getting
called back in.

I need you to roll up your
sleeves, get your head in the game.

It's 4:20, Dr. Bull.

I have a previous commitment.

Go to the judge's office. I will
be right behind you guys, all right?

Let me be clear.

If I walk into that
courtroom without you,

you and your people
are off the case.

Then so be it.

Truthfully, it was a mistake to get
involved to begin with. It's Christmas.

I guess I just let greed and my own
ego get the best of me. I do apologize.

And to you guys too.

I don't know what
I was thinking.

[SIGHS]

But I do have a gift for you.
You guys have those envelopes?

Share these with your attorneys.

I think it'll go a long way to
getting you what you want.

You're very welcome!

That guy's getting a lot
of coal this Christmas.

- Why do you guys put up with me?
- All right, go to your meeting.

Merry Christmas.

- Bring it in.
- Ah!

All right, go do some shopping,
do some drinking, get silly.

And I don't wanna see any
of you until after the New Year.

Bye.

- Where's Marissa?
- I have no idea.

But I'm sure she'll
check in by the holiday.

You doing anything
for Christmas, boss?

- Not gonna be alone, are you?
- I got big plans.

- Merry Christmas, Benny.
- Merry Christmas.

♪ Have a holly, jolly Christmas

♪ It's the best time of the year

♪ I don't know
if there'll be snow

♪ But have a cup of cheer

♪ Have a holly, jolly Christmas

♪ And when you
walk down the street

♪ Say hello to friends you know

♪ And everyone you meet...

- Merry Christmas, Kyle.
- AGENT: FBI!

Robert Allen, you're under
arrest for fraud, larceny,

money laundering
and tax evasion.

Place your hands on top of your
head and get down on your knees.

Have a fabulous New Year's too.

♪ Have a holly,
jolly Christmas...

REX: He just left Providence
and he is on his way here.

- Dad.
- Look, I believe.

Once you fall asleep, I know he's
gonna come down that chimney.

We don't have any chimneys.
We don't have any fireplaces.

Hmm. You may be
onto something there.

[ELEVATOR BELL RINGS]

Someone's coming
up our elevator.

I wonder who that could be?

Dad, don't open it. The doorman
didn't call and ask to buzz him up.

Well, I'm not just gonna leave
somebody trapped in the elevator.

[ELEVATOR DOORS OPEN]

Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho!

I've got some presents here
for little Charlie Kensington.

Hopefully she's asleep.

It's really you!

Oh!

Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho!
Someone's excited.

[WHISPERS] I know it's you,
Dr. Bull, but don't say anything.

My dad still believes
in all this stuff.

Oh, OK.

And thank you for
bringing him back to me.

This is the best Christmas ever.

Well, I'm not allowed to give out
any presents until everyone is asleep,

so I'll have to stop
back by a little later.

♪ Sunlight is fading
Winter is here...

And to all a good night.

♪ The church bells are saying

♪ Christmas is near

♪ Ho, ho

♪ It's beginning to snow

♪ Softly and
gently and quietly so

♪ Ho, ho

♪ Who's afraid of
snow? Put on your...

- Nice look.
- Back at ya.

♪ And your hat and let's go ♪