Bull (2016–…): Season 5, Episode 1 - My Corona - full transcript

Bull and the TAC team struggle to adjust to a virtual court system as they weather the New York City shutdown due to the corona virus, on the fifth season premiere of BULL.

Are you serious? Oh,
I'm serious.

The city's serious.
The state's serious.

We're locking these doors,
and nobody's coming back inside

until the governmentsays so.

So, what do you think
we're looking at?

Two weeks? Three weeks?

I just heard they're
suspending all trials

until further notice.

They're closing upthe courthouse.

So, wait, no one comes in
until further notice?

Do we still get paid?



Yeah, you still get paid,

'cause you're still
gonna be working.

The second we have
this virus in hand,

we're gonna be back in court,
and we're gonna be ready.

And how's that gonna work?

Well, Taylor's got
some kind of system set up

where we go and get on
our computers at home

and talk to each other
like we're still here.

I'm sending out an
e-mail in the morning

that will explain everything.

It's not a big deal,
as longas you have decent Internet.

Define "decent."

You ever watch anything
that moves on your laptop?

Movies? YouTube videos?



Porn?

I got to tell you, I feel
funny going outside now.

I mean, right? It's a virus.

Could be anywhere.

I'm thinking maybe I should
get a mask now or something.

You know, I actually read
that you don't need a mask.

They don't want you wearing one
'cause it's safer without it.

Okay. All right. So,
what's yourbest outside guess, a month?

A month, tops.

But weren'tthey saying last month

that this thing wasgonna just disappear?

I think
I have to give up my place.

Did you say something?

What time is it?

20 after 2:00.Mm.

I think I have to give
upmy place. My apartment.

Gonna haveto sublease it or...

break the leaseor negotiate something.

I just...

We can't handleboth places.

And it makes no sense.

I mean, I'm paying renton the office.

Everybody's salaries.

You sold your business.

There's no work.

No cases. The one case
we hadsettled out of court.

I thought this thingwas
gonna last three weeks.

We're goingon six already.

You okay if I movemy things in here?

You mean your furniture?

Your stuff? Mm-hmm.

Can we at least afford
a small storage unit?

Forget I mentioned it.

I mean...

how longcan this thing last?

You did it, Chunkster.

You graduated

law school, passed the bar.

Now, I don't know
who you had to pay off,

but let him or her know

that I am happy to represent
them when they get caught.

See, that's your guy Benny,
Bull.

Always drumming up business.

Hey. It's a rough-and-tumble
world out there, pal.

You'll see.

But, seriously,

congratulations.

We are all very,
very proud of you.

Benny's right.

We're all proud.

Hear, hear.

To Chester Palmer,
attorney-at-law.

Chester Palmer? Chester Palmer?

Your real name

is Chester?

That's really cute. I like that!

Oh, Chester!

Oh, Chester!

What? Guys,

ladies and gentlemen, I would
also like to propose a toast

to our boss.

Mm.I have a lot of friends.

They are struggling
to make ends meet.

But our boss...

He lets us know, without fail,
every week,

how important we are to him.

You know those checks
are no good, don't you?

To Jason Bull.

To Jason Bull. Jason Bull!

Ow!

Salud.

Cheers.

Come on.

Oh, Astrid, I know, sweetie.

Okay. All right. It's okay.

It's almost midnight.

Daddy's got to go to sleep.

Huh? Oh, come on.

Wait a second.

Let me show you something.

You see that?

You like that?

Well, that is the world
Ithought I was bringing you into.

Unfortunately,
shortly after you arrived,

it closed for business.

We're just allowed to stand at
a distance and look at it now,

not be a part of it,

be in it.

Sorry about that, Astrid.

Don't quite know
what we're doing here anymore.

We're just sitting around,

holding our breath,

waiting for a cure.

Waiting for a miracle.

Thanks for
agreeingto meet me in person.

I just couldn't bear
to spend another minute

staring at a computer screen.

What can I do for you,
Mr. Westbury?

Landlord Data Initiatives.

We provide
automated data services

to landlords
and property owners.

You want to rent an apartment,
the landlord,

along with
the normal credit check,

will reach out to us to see

if there's
any other relevant information

that might influence
his or her decision.

Have you ever been arrested?

You owe back alimony
or child support?

Ever been in a rehab?

You a sex offender?

That kind of thing.

Okay.

And... who's suing you?

Who's taking you to court?

Oh.

Just the federal government.

Any particular reason?

Well...

we're an automated service.

And, frankly,
our customers, the landlords,

prefer more data
rather than less.

So our algorithms
will often go the extra mile

and make sure to check
a person's name...

Jason Bull, for instance...

In all 50 states.

And sometimes the algorithm
will attach the right name

to the wrong person.

Say... Justin Bull.

Or the wrong person
to the right name.

Say the Jason Bull
that lives in Idaho

instead of the one
that lives in New York.

Again, we're automated,

and there are over 330 million
people in this country.

And you'd be amazed
how many of them

have the same or similar names.

Plus, our reports are
delivered to landlords

without any human review.

So, sometimes...

mistakes happen.

And when they do,

people who probably should be
eligible to rent an apartment

are denied.

Well,
that sounds like a problemworth fixing.

Agreed.

But that would
significantly raise our costs.

And, at the moment,

our average subscriber
is charged only $12 a report.

So, how big a business
are we talking about?

We do almost
a billion dollars a year.

You know how many
apartments there are

in the United States?

Huh.

And why me? Why my firm?

Well, it's gonna
be a jury trial.

And almost everyone

at some point in their lives
has tried to rent an apartment.

But very few people have run
businesses built on the idea

of strip-mining strangers'
digital lives for profit.

I've got about 1,500
people who work for me.

Salespeople. Accounts people.

That's... 5,000, 6,000 people,

including life partners
and kids.

We were about to add
60 more workstations here

before COVID hit.

The government has the power
to make that all go away,

put us all out of work.

Forgive me, Mr. Westbury,

but it does kind of sound
like...

you're doing something wrong.

I should also mention...

we pay really well.

Two things.

First thing,

City of New York says

it's okay to go back
to the office.

Second thing, we have a client.

Need to prepare.

Need to be ready,
because... I know, I know.

I liked having him here all the time,
too....they're gonna open the courts

and it's gonna beany day now.Mmm.

Say goodbye to Daddy.

He's going to work,

and we're never gonna
see him again.

Are you all right?

Weird dreams.

I keep hearing musicin my head.

What do you mean? What music?

I don't know.

This old stuff, and I can't get it to stop.

Are you sure you're
not still asleep?

I'm not still asleep.

Maybe I'm anxious
about tomorrow.

You know,
I think this is the longest

I've ever not been
in a courtroom.

There were moments I was afraid

we were never gonna...

get to go back,

never get to do it again.

Mm.

It's like riding a bike.

You're gonna get in the
car with Benny tomorrow,

and it's gonna be
like old times.

Hmm.

You think, huh?

Mm-hmm.

So, you actually think there
are some jurors somewhere

that will side with a company

that collects personal
information on people

without asking permission,

sells it, and doesn't
even stand by its accuracy?

I think there are some people...

Not a lot... that will realize

the kind of service
being sold here is...

a tool.

An imperfect tool.

If a landlord sees somethingon a report

he or she doesn't like,
they are free to investigate.

They are freeto ask the applicant about it.

They're freeto trust their own instincts

about whether or notto rent to that person.

The report doesn'tmake the final decision.

The landlord does.

A jury with a highly-attuned
sense of proportionality

will also weigh in the fact

that these reports
cost 12 bucks apiece.

Any reasonable person
is gonna approach them

with some level of skepticism.

Mr. Westbury.

Where is everybody?

We early?

Gentlemen.

In lightof the current situation,

we've enacted
some new protocols,

new procedures here
in the courtroom.

Before we get started,
if you'd allow me

to bring you up to speed?

Startingwith the gallery.

For the time being, no members
of the public are permitted

to sit in the gallery.
No members of the press.

No friends or relatives.

Wait a second.

That means there's no place
for the mirror jurors to sit.

How is this gonna work?

One thing at a time.
Now, what about voir dire?

What about
the prospective jurors?

Would they still
be sitting there?

Getting to that.

At counsel's table,

whether it's the plaintiff's
table or the defense table,

only the plaintiff
or the defendant

and one attorney
from each side are permitted.

And they must sit
at least six feet apart.

Well, wait. Six feet apart?

I mean, what if I have
to whisper in my client's ear?

You pass a note.
All other members of the team

must sit in the gallery
and maintain social distancing

while doing so.

I guess
that's where you're sitting.

So... yeah, looks that
way... help me out here.

Where will the
prospective jurors be?

Not in the courtroom.

Excuse me?

For the purposeof voir dire,

they're being held uptown
at the convention center,

which affords the opportunity
for adequate social distancing,

hand washing,
and air circulation.

And when it comes timeto question them,
what do we do?

We bring them over here
one by one?

That's gonna take forever.

No. We never bring them over.

You'll callfor a potential juror

based on their numberand
juror questionnaire.

You'll ask a question
into the microphone.

You'll hear their answers
through the speakers.

That's how we'll do it.

So I can't... I can't see them?

I can't be
in the same room with them?

I can't see how they behave?

What's that have
to do with anything?

Bull, relax.

And what about
once they're picked?

Then does the jury
get to sit there?

No. As I said,

we never bring them over. They stay

at the convention center
watching the trial

on closed circuit television.

Oh, my goodness. Uh, Bull?

What does this all mean?

It means I can't do what I do.

It means, basically,
I serve no purpose.

I can't see them, Marissa.

For the length of the trial,
I can't see them.

Is he okay?

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine. I'm fine.

You know, for what it's worth,
I think you shook up our client

a little bit with all this
"I can't see them" stuff.

It's gonna be fine. I'll calm him down.

Okay. But first...

calm me down, please.

Benny.

It was just a moment of panic.

I don't need to see the jury.

I just need to hear 'em.

Okay.

Now, juror 35,

have you ever livedin an apartment?

Yes, I have.

Ever applied to rent one
and been turned down?

I have.

Ever find out why?

Nope.

This juror is acceptable
to the plaintiff.

Any questions
for this juror, Mr. Colón?

Your Honor, the defense thanks

and movesto strike juror number 35.

Thank youfor your service, juror 35.

Mr. Benjamin,
you're at bat again.

Let's clean this thing up.

Juror 14, please.

Uh, Bull,
this woman is a definite no.

Very black and white.

She does not live
in the great gray.

There's no proportionality here.

How can you be so sure?

You'll see.

Nice to meet you,

juror 14.

Now, according
to your juror questionnaire,

you're an auditor for the IRS...
A tax auditor.

Whoa.
Talk about burying the lede.

Guilty as charged,

but, you know,
someone has to do it.

Indeed, someone does.

So let me ask you.

How often are you confronted
with someone,

you're auditing their taxes,
and their numbers

and your numbers just
don't add up at all?

Only on the days
that end with "Y."

You're sitting acrossfrom a taxpayer

who's taken deductions
for all kinds of things

that really aren't deductible.

Story of my life.

And he or sheis minimizing

their income
in every way possible.

That's virtually
every audit I do.

And when you confront them...
Show them the proof

that they're being less than
honest, less than forthright...

How often does the, uh,
taxpayer confess?

Let me stop and think a minute.
Never.

So, what defensedo they offer?

"I was sloppy."

"That number shouldn't have
been in there."

"The computer must have
put the number in there."

That computer thing...
That's a big one.

See what I mean?

This juror's acceptableto the plaintiff.

And why do I sense the defense
won't feel the same way?

Hey.

Oh. Just a coupleof questions, Your Honor.

Have at it, Mr. Colón.

Ah, it's actually
just one question, juror 14.

Of course.

Have you ever been wrong?

I'm not sure
I understand the question.

Well, you were talking
about auditing people,

confronting people,
listening to their excuses, so

I was wondering, have you ever been wrong?

Have you ever discoveredit was the computer

that put it in there?

Once in a great while,

yes, I've been mistaken.

Maybe not in the exact way
you're talking about,

but yes, I've been wrong.

Bull, you're not

actually considering
putting her on the jury?

I'm not considering anything.
I'm doing it.

But there's not an ounce
of proportionality in her.

Mr. Colón?

Where are you
with this potential juror?

Bull, don't do it.

You can't see, but I can.

I am staring
at her entire adult life here.

She's not who you think she is.

I heard you, Marissa.

I just don't agree with you.

My guess is,
not only is this woman going

to vote to acquit our client,

but they're going to make her
the jury foreperson.

Oh, Bull.

Mr. Colón?

Uh...

Yes, Your Honor, uh,
the defenseaccepts this juror as well.

Well, la-di-da.

Are you sure
we know what we're doing?

Then we have our jury, people.

Trial will commencefrom this courtroom

and the convention center

tomorrow morning at 9:00 a.m.

Court is adjourned.

You know, uh,

we've been doing this
for a long time.

Usually I could read
the tea leaves, follow along,

but that last pick... I, uh...

I know.

It makes no sense.

Marissa thinks
I'm out of my mind.

She might not be the only one.

Can I tell you something?

Deep, dark secret?

The last couple of months,
I would wake up in the morning,

and I'd barely recognize
the world.

I mean, I'm supposed
to be some kind of expert

in human behavior, but...

everywhere I looked...
In the news, out the window...

Nothing I saw
looked familiar to me.

Nothing I saw made sense.

People were not doing the things

I would have presumed them
to do,

I would have hoped
for them to do.

Well, these are strange times.

Been rough on everybody.

So when I walked into
the courtroom this morning,

and it was all... different...

I thought it was a signal.

I thought... maybe it's time
to close up shop,

get out of town.

This is how change happens.

The glaciers take away
the dinosaurs.

The virus takes out
the trial scientists.

Bull... But then,

that lady from the IRS
started answering

the government attorney's
questions,

and the damnedest thing
happened.

My instincts kicked in.

And it didn't matter
that I couldn't see her.

It didn't matter that she was
on the other side of the city.

I know... she belongs
on that jury.

I know I can count on her.

Why? Because she admittedshe'd
made some mistakes?

I don't know.

A bell just went off in my head.

A bell I've always listened to.

A bell I was afraid I'd...
never hear again.

I'm sorry, Bull. I...

...just don't hear any bells.

I hope you're right.

I'm gonna take the subway home.

"I hope you're right."

He better hope I'm right.

I mean, that's how we got here,
isn't it? Me being right?

Me being the boss?

Hey. You're not seriouslydoubting yourself,
are you?

Smart guy like you?

You know...
the real trouble with the world

is that stupid people are
so sure of themselves

and the smart ones are
so full of doubt.

Wow. I never thought of that.

Did I think that up?

Nah. We stole it
from some smart guy.

It's good, though, isn't it?

Point is,

it's your company,
it's your name,

it's your everything.

You're the onewho studied.

You're the onewho worked hard.

You're the one who sacrificed.

You paid the cost
to be the boss.

Yeah. You're right.

I did, didn't I?

Damn right you did.

And how'd you react
when he gave you

the news that you
weren't getting the apartment?

I was dumbfounded.

I had a good job.

Excellent credit.

I offered to give him
additional references,

three months' deposit
instead of two,

and all he kept repeating was,

"The apartment is
already spoken for."

Which made no sense,

because when I had toured it
two weeks earlier,

the landlord remarked that I
wasthe first person to see it.

So I was like, how can this be?
Is this a racial thing?

Well, the good news is, you
don't need a mirror jury

to know how this one's going. Not funny.

So, what happened next?

Well, what happened next

was, I walked by that building

every day on my way
to and from work,

and every time I'd see it,
I'd just get madder and madder.

So it was, like, two days later,

and I decided to just go in
and talk to someone.

So I went to the rental office,

I told them who I was
and why I was there,

and they pulled out
this report they had on me.

A report like this?

Uh-huh. I think that'sthe exact one,
actually.

Uh, yeah. That's my name on it.

I'd like to submit into evidence

this Potential Resident
Background Report

on Angela Davidson generated
by the LDI Corporation

concurrent to her application
for an apartment

at the address so indicated.

So entered.

Will you please put this up on
the camera for the jury to see?

You may continue.

What did the document say?

Well, you can see it.

It said I had been found guilty
of domestic assault

in Billings, Montana,

and of selling methamphetamine
in Austin, Texas,

and of driving without a
licensein Salt Lake City.

And then there were a ton
of other minor drug charges.

So you got the answer
to your question.

I mean, clearly,
that's the reason

why they were unwilling
to rent you the apartment.

Clearly. The only problem is,

is I've never been
to any of those places.

And I've certainly
never been involved

in committing a crime
of any kind.

So you've never been accused
of domestic assault?

No, I have not.

And you've never sold
methamphetamine

in Austin, Texas? I've never sold

any drug anytime, anywhere.

I'm an elementary school
vice principal

in the Staten Island
public school system, and...

Never been pulled over
fordriving without a license, or...

Your Honor,

the defense is fully prepared

to stipulate that all notations
on this particular report

referencing Ms. Davidson's
brush with the law

were included in error.

Mr. Benjamin, do you agree
to such a stipulation?

We do, Your Honor.

Then please ask
your next question.

Actually,
we have no further questions

for this witness at this time.

Of course he doesn't.
What he does have

are five more witnesses waiting
who are all gonna tell

the same sort of story.

You ever heard of that thing

where you go
to a basketball game

and five or ten minutes into it
you realize you're sitting

in the wrong bleachers
on the wrong side of the court?

He's doing it for us, you know.

It costs Bull

a fortune to keep paying us
and make the rent

during the pandemic.

He needed a paying client.

We needed a paying client.

Good morning, Ms. Davidson.

Thank you for coming in
and testifying this morning.

You don't need to thank me.

I'm not doing it for you.

Oh. Okay.

Now, Ms. Davidson,

after you were denied
the apartment you wanted,

would you please tell the court

what happened
after you contacted my client,

LDI Corporation,

and shared your experience
with them?

It took a number of phone calls
and a lot of work on my part

convincing them
that they had made a mistake.

But once you convinced them...

They purged all the incorrect
items from my file.

And did you
ultimately find an apartment?

I did.

And are you happy there?

Objection. Relevance.

I promise the relevance
will become obvious

very soon, Your Honor.

It better. Objection overruled.

Witness will answer
the question.

I'm happy.

I suspect
I would have been happier

in the apartment
I was denied, but...

I guess we'll never know.

Do you feel safe there?

Of course. I wouldn't
live there if I didn't.

Ah. Are you aware
that the building

you're living in now
also subscribes

to the LDI Corporation's
service?

No. I wasn't aware.

Nor do I care.Mm.

Are you aware
of any drug dealers

that live in the building?

I'm sorry,
I-I didn't hear an answer.

I'm not aware of any
drug dealers in my building.

But I'm not someone
whopurchases or uses illegal drugs,

so I'm probably not
the best person to ask.

You have a child.

Are you aware of any pedophiles,
any known sex offenders

that live in your building?

No, I'm not.

What if I told you
one of the ways your landlord

keeps those kinds
of dangerous people

from living in your building
is by using the same types

of screening tools
that LDI provides?

I'm sorry, what is the question?

Objection. There is no question.

Counsel is testifying.

Objection sustained.

Jurors will ignore
counsel's remark.

Let's ask a question,

Mr. Colón.

Actually, I have no
further questions, Your Honor.

Fantastic. Mr. Benjamin,
call your next witness.

Will you tell the court

your name, sir? Lincoln James.

So, wait,

you're not Lincoln Jameison

of Grand Rapids? No.

And you're not Lincoln Jaimes...

J-A-I-M-E-S? No.

And you're not...

Willie Jam,
otherwise known as Willie Jay

or Willie JayJay? No, I'm not.

And I'm betting
the five different evictions

attributed to youon your
LDI report that resulted

in you not gettingan apartment...

Any apartment

in the borough of Manhattan
for over a year...

Aren't yours.

No, they're not.

And because of that report,
my nine-year-old son and I

have been forced to live
in a not-so-safe motel

down by the West Side Highway
for the past 13 months.

Our room has been broken into
three times.

We can hear

gunshots and drinking
all night long.

This is absurd.

We're chasing our tails.

No one is giving usany direction.

What kind of direction
do you want?

Any direction. I'm happy to investigate

if somebody would just tell
mewhat it is we're looking for.

A defense. We are
looking for a defense.

Come on, there is no defense.

What is it our client
could possibly say?

From where I'm sitting,
he's clearly indefensible.

He is gonna say that his
service, no matter how flawed,

keeps the bad guys out.

The drug dealers, the child
molesters, the deadbeats.

And yeah, sometimes that means

that the wrong person
gets implicated, too.

But maybe that's the
price society has to pay

to keep the majority safe.

Well, I think
we're kidding ourselves.

No jury is gonna side with that.

They're gonna side
with the guy with the kid

who couldn't get an apartment
for a year

because of somebody else's
mistake.

Everybody agrees
with you, Danny.

Even Benny agrees with you.

So, what do you think they're
saying to each other in there?

It's pretty amazing, isn't it?

How different the city is
with so little traffic?

You step on the
elevator in the lobby,

and you're the
only one in there.

Wish someone had just told
me, "Today's the last day.

Tomorrow everything's
gonna be different."

I would have taken
Astrid on the subway.

Top of the Empire
State Building.

Taken Izzy out for dinner.

Seen a show.

And then, after the show,
would've walked down Broadway

with the crowd.

I miss crowds.

I had an off-the-recordsit-down
with the AUSA.

Wanted to see if there
wasan appetite for a deal,

since this trial does not
seemto be breaking our way.

You did that
without consulting me?

You haven't been yourself
lately, Bull.

You haven't.

And everything was
off the record.

Well, why would you want
to do that?

We haven't even put on
our case yet.

We don't have a case.

The only person

willing to testify on our
client's behalf is our client.

You don't know that.
Danny's out there

beating the bushes,
trying to line up...

LDI customers, landlords...
Somebody's gonna testify.

She's come up empty.

No landlord
wants to get on the stand

and admit this is their fault.

All right.

So...

What did the AUSA offer?

What's he looking for?

He's looking
for a million-dollar fine.

He wants LDito sign a consent decree

that every report
they produce going forward

be reviewed by a human being,

and for every incorrect
and potentially damaging entry

on any given report,
that the subject of said report

be paid damages not less

than $5,000.Our client's
never gonna go for that.

It'd put him out of business.

Actually,
he's already thinking about it.

You spoke with him, too.

He wants you... us...
To waive our fee.

Said that's the only way
the math will work.

Well,
maybe the math works for him,

but the fee is the only reason
I took this case to begin with.

I'm up to my eyeballs in hock.

If we don't get paid our fee,

I'm gonna have to close
this place.

Let everyone go.

I know that.

I think everybody out there
knows that, too.

Well, our client's wrong.
You're wrong.

Everybody's wrong.

We put on a case,
and we got that jury.

You're dreaming, Bull.

Who do you think
you're talking to?

I do this for a living,
remember?

You did this for a living.

Did. Past tense.

The world's changed.

You can't even be
in the same room

with the jurors anymore.

You can't lookat them. You have

no idea what's going on
in their head. No one does.

Says you.

I'm calling our client,
set him straight.

Let me save you the trouble.

Here's what he's gonna say.

He's either gonna

take the AUSA's deal

or, if you insist on going
to trial and he loses,

which everybody
believes he will,

his company will go bankrupt

and you will not get paid.

I'm gonna call you
in the morning,

and you tell me which
poison pill you want to take.

But, Bull...

Hey.

Look at me, man.

You got to know,

uh, whichever way this all goes,

I'm with you, man.

Even after this place
closes down,

I get a client,

you're my trial scientist.

You're my wingman.

Do me a favor.
Send Taylor in here.

Okay.

Come in.

You wanted to speak to me,
Dr. Bull?

If I asked you to do something
that seemed sort of...

illegal, would you do it?

For you, you know I would.

I don't know the woman's
name off the top of my head.

She works for the IRS.

She's on the jury. I think
she's the foreperson.

I need you to see if you
can get her phone number.

I need to talk to her.

Good morning, early bird.

Is it just you,

or are you expecting someone?

I am expecting someone,
actually.

A woman. Uh, we've never met,

so if someone comes in
asking for Jason,

could you send her my way?

Sure thing.

Excuse me.

You wouldn't happen to
be Jason, would you?

Oh, I'm sorry. I must...

must have made a mistake.

No. I'm sorry, I'm-I'm Jason.

Uh, thank you for coming.
I know it's early.

I know you have to get to
theconvention center for the trial.

Did you say "trial"?

So, wait,
this isn't about IRS business?

That's what you indicated
on the phone.

No. I lied.

It's about the trial.

Well, then, I can't talk to you.

What are you? A reporter?

'Cause I'm on the jury.

I'm the foreperson.

I'm not allowed to discuss... I promise,

you're gonna go
to the convention center,

and the judge is gonna announce
that the trial is over.

The parties settled.
It all happened

late last night. I was on the defense team.

In fact, I'm the fellow

who urged the attorneys
to seat you on the jury.

Okay.

So, then,

why did you call me?

What do you want?

I would love to know...

which way were you leaning?

What was your sense?

Well, I only heard
half the case.

No, of course. And I just thought

what happened to those people
was wrong.

I honestly can't
think of anything

that would have been said that
would have changed my mind.

You look upset.

No, I'm...

I just...

I'm usually pretty right
about everything,

but lately I've been
on this rampage of wrong.

Everything. All of it.

Well, God, everyone's
wrong once in a while.

Isn't that one of the questions
I had to answer in court?

I think I'm having trouble

with the idea
that nothing is forever.

That things change.

The way we do things.
The way we live.

This thing
I thought I was gonna do

for the rest of my life.

I think it might be over.

I think maybe I'm extinct.

No.

That can't be.

Do you have family?

People you live with?

People you count on?

People who count on you?

Then you endure.

Then you are not extinct.

I don't think
it's as simple as that.

It's absolutely that simple.

It has to be.

Because I love you.

And I need you to get well.

I need you to wake up.

Excuse me?

I said I love you,

and I need you to get well.

I don't know if you can hear me,

but if you would just...

open your eyes.

Oh, my God.

You're awake.

Say something.

Damn, I'm hungry.

Benny!

He opened his eyes!
He's up! Get in here!

And turn off
that stupid oldies station.

There he is.

Hey.

Missed you, pal.

Your fever brokelast night,

but you just keptlaying there.

Doctor came by and
swabbedyour nose this morning.

Said you were clean, but...

It's almost likeyou had something to do.

Something to finish.

You know, like you getat work sometimes.

I was sick?

I've never seen anyoneso sick. You came in

from soothing Astrid
on the balcony,

said that you got a
couple of e-mails,

and you went to the bathroom
and you-you never came out.

I found you there on the
floor. I called Benny.

The two of us
carried you into bed.

And that was...
five days ago? Mm-hmm.

Five days. What did I miss?

Well, courts are finally
starting to open up this week.

They want us to pick up
on that case we were doing

when everything shut down.

So, what's that gonna be like
back in court?

With the virus and all.

Uh, exactly what you'd expect.

They gave me a tour yesterday.

They have us sitting exactlywhere
we've always been sitting.

Jurors are spread out.

Some in the box,
some in front of it.

Oh, so, wait a second.

They're gonna be
in the courtroom with us?

We can see them?

Uh, yeah. I mean, you know,
they'll have masks on,

but of course. We can see them.

Uh-oh.

Somebody knows you're up.

She's probably hungry, too.

Mmm.

It's great to be back.

We missed you guys.