Harry's Law (2011–2012): Season 1, Episode 1 - Pilot - full transcript

They say the moral of the
story comes at the end.

But ask me, sometimes it comes
at the top, in the middle,

and you just don't
get it till the end.

...your aim was to try to tame me!

Oh, sir, um, no, wait.

What's up, Doc?

A lot of times,
I don't get it at all.

In less than a month,

you have gone from being one
of the best patent lawyers

in the country,
much less Cincinnati,

and now...



what the hell has happened?

Well, what's happened is

after 32 years of rather
dedicated practice,

I've come to the unfortunate,

if not altogether surprising,
conclusion

that patent law is as boring

as a big bowl of steaming dog...

Shut the door, Jenna.

It's dull, Robert.

I lead a dull life
with dull partners.

I'd sooner look into a mirror

and watch my teeth rot

than do one more case
involving patent law.

As always, I value your feedback.



I'm afraid this is the end, Harry.

The end of what?

You're fired.

♪Hit the road, Jack... ♪

Somebody obnoxious once said,
"Every knock is a boost."

-Maybe not.
-Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Somebody call an ambulance!

Somebody call 911!

Help!

Please don't die.

Please don't die.

Please don't die.

Come on... please...

You sure you're really okay?

Doctor says I am.

Nothing broken,

no concussion.

I'm missing a sock.

You weren't wearing socks.

You don't feel lightheaded, even,

or... maybe delusional?

I'm telling you, one second
I'm walking down the street,

and the next... I'm so sorry.

Where, exactly, did you come from?

I jumped off a building.

It's, uh, you leap onto
awnings and you roll off.

It's kind of an urban sport thing.

I never saw you.

What's your name, son?

Malcolm.

You're not being truthful
with me, Malcolm.

That building is six stories high.

The sport you were playing is called
"Extreme suicide."

You were trying to kill yourself,
weren't you, Malcolm?

Why?

Maybe the question is: Why not?

Maybe there's a better
world somewhere,

one without people.

Or maybe it's just
across the street.

All of a sudden,

it was the first day
of the rest of my...

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God! Is she dead?

Oh, my God, is she dead?!

She looks dead.
Somebody, uh, mouth-to-mouth!

You! Big guy.

Is she dead? Help!

How could you not be dead?

Or at least have broken bones?

I told you:

I landed on a mattress these
movers were unloading.

Right, but the car struck you.

Mostly soft tissue.

She's like a big stuffy.
There you go, a diagnosis...

Big stuffy. Can I go now?

Let me first check the
X-rays one more time.

Are you okay?

Fine. This is the man who hit me.

Man who hit me, meet Jenna.

Where's my other shoe?
Wait a second. I know you.

You're Harriet Korn.

I did a big patent
case against you.

I was one of the associates
on the Firestone case.

I argued the class
consolidation, remember?

You called me an...

Arrogant little snot.

I remember.

Were you aiming for
me with your car?

What? You hit me on purpose,
didn't you?

Of course I didn't.

You stepped off the curb, and...

What were you even doing there?

I work in that neighborhood.

Excuse me? Excuse me?

At least I will.

She's not herself.
Before you hit her,

a black man fell from the sky

onto her head.

Well, it doesn't make

any medical sense to me.

But there's nothing broken.

You can go.

Okay. Okay.

We can make it work.

It just needs a little love.

Jenna, I can't afford to pay you.

What's with all the shoes, though?

Uh, previous tenant.

Got evicted,
left all this stuff behind.

Prada.

Jimmy Choo.

What's wrong?

White satin stiletto sandals

with horsehair and crystal straps.

Is that good?

Is it good? Good?

It's a... Gold leather,

five-inch woven,
wicker wedge heel.

Ms. Korn?

I was trying to kill myself.

Okay.

Why?

I'm facing prison.

I got arrested on a drug charge...

third offense... and, uh...

I got a cocaine problem.

I'm working on it, but...

Anyway, I was thinking,

everything happens for a reason.

And I figured,
I landed splat on you

'cause I wasn't meant to die.

Will you represent me?

Please?

Son... I'm not a criminal lawyer.

I-I Googled you. You're
supposed to be really good.

At patent law.
Harry, you need clients.

It's not as if you have any.

And this...

this is a deep blue patent
leather with a peep-toe.

Ms. Korn, I know it sounds crazy,

but I really do think I
fell on you for a reason.

I mean...

I suddenly don't
want to die anymore.

That's because you
gained perspective.

Near-death experiences
can do that.

Maybe.

Maybe it's something about you.

She was involved in some
sort of overhead collision.

She was being released
from the hospital.

That's when you subsequently
collided with her.

Would you like me to
do a background check?

I don't need to do

a background check on Harry Korn.

My sources at Sterling & Fremont

say she was becoming
increasingly insubordinate.

God, when I was on that case,
I loved watching her work.

I remember even saying to myself,

"Please let me run
into this lady again."

Not with a car. She's really
working in that neighborhood?

Still looking to get
confirmation on that.

♪ Well, we're movin' on up ♪
♪ Movin' on up ♪

♪ To the East Side ♪
♪ Movin' on up ♪

♪ To a deluxe apartment
in the sky ♪

♪ We're moving on up ♪
♪ Movin' on up ♪

♪ To the East Side ♪
♪ Movin' on up ♪

♪ We finally got a
piece of the pie ♪

♪ Fish don't fry in the kitchen ♪

♪ Beans don't burn on the grill ♪

♪ Took a whole lot of trying ♪

♪ Just to get up that hill ♪

♪ Now we're up in
the big leagues ♪

♪ Gettin' our turn at bat ♪

♪ As long as we live,
it's you and me, baby ♪

♪ There ain't nothin'
wrong with that ♪

♪ We're movin' on up ♪
♪ Movin' on up ♪

♪ To the East Side ♪
♪ Movin' on up ♪

♪ We finally got a
piece of the pie! ♪

There's always something
a lawyer can do.

Malcolm, you were caught

buying from an undercover agent.

This is your third offense.

You're gonna have to do some time.

Oh, here we go.

I'm a freshman in college.

I'm the first one in my
family who ever made it...

You have no idea

how many people I'm
gonna be letting down.

Uh, let me talk to the DA.

See if he's willing
to consider a plea.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Okay, okay, okay. How we doing?

I'll take that desk, Jen.

Is it Jen?
I would love some coffee.

Wait, let me guess:
"It's a bird! It's a plane!"

Little tip for the future.
You want to jump?

Okay. But not on lawyers.
You on drugs?

Track my finger... left, right,

left, right. Coffee?

What are you doing? I'm temping.

I took a little leave until
you land on your feet.

Least I could do, af...
No, no. You're not working here.

Why not? We can be a team.

Me and you, you and me.

Happy together.
I'm not getting coffee, am I?

Get out. Harriet.

Come on. We clicked.

We did not click.

You think you can do this alone?

Maybe you can.

But I'd like to help you,
just the same.

The chance to pick your nose

for two weeks...
meant to say "Brain" There...

it would be a dream.

I mean, of all the people
I could've mowed down

with my high-performance
vehicle... it was you.

Hey, ladies.

How we doin'?

How you doin', Slick?

May I speak to the manager?

Who are you?

My name is Damien Winslow,
and I'm CEO

of Winslow Security, I-N-C.

We provide privatized security
to the local merchants

in the neighborhood,
which is necessary

'cause Cincinnati's finest ain't

too quick to respond sometimes.

You know what I'm sayin'?

'Sup, sweets? 'Sup, Slick?

Anyway, I'm sure you'll
find $200 a month

to be very reasonable.

Are you the manager?

I am. And I pass.

Ma'am, I don't think
that's a wise decision.

Look, Bub... Can I call you Bub?

'Cause I sense a connection.
She passed.

It's just the merchants
who choose not to engage

the services of Winslow
Security, I-N-C

tend to be burglarized,

vandalized,

and plagiarized at
an alarming rate,

and police don't really
respond to alarms

in this neighborhood,
you know what I'm sayin'?

Yes. Thank you again,
but I already have protection.

I won't be needing
Winslow Security, I-N-C.

Oh, you got protection, do you?

Who that be?

It be this.

Are you serious?

Tell you what, Damien.

You can smash my windows,

beat me up, God forbid,

plagiarize my loved ones.

But I'm a lawyer who's used

to working with P.I.'s,

DA's and police,

some of 'em honest,
others not so much.

I have the means to
find out all about you,

your mother, your sister,

and your wife,
should you have them.

Say hello to my iPhone.

Just took your picture.

You got family, Mr. Winslow?

'Cause if anything
should happen to me,

my people will find you and yours.

Now, here's a deal I will make:

You protect me and my place.

And as long as I stay safe,

if and when you get arrested...

I'm figuring when...

my law firm will
defend you for free.

Isn't that funny?

You walked in here
offering to save me.

It looks like I
could be saving you.

Don't you just love how life
can take unexpected turns?

What do you mean, let him go?
You kidding me? You kidding me?

I'm not saying let him
go without consequences.

Yeah, just without jail.
Let me tell you,

counsel, jail is the
only consequence

these people understand.

"These people"? Oh, please.

You're gonna make it a black
thing now? Gonna make it

a black thing? Give me a break.
Give me a break.

Third offense,
I'll give you a year.

Best I can do, best I can do.

Yeah, the thing is,
if he gets any time,

he'll get expelled from college.

Well, wish I could help you.

It doesn't really sound

like you wish you could
help me, Mr. Peyton.

In fact, it sounds like
you wish I'd bugger off.

Is that what you really wish?

What, you want to make sport of me now,
that it, that it?

'Cause I got to tell you,

you're a slightly bigger
target at the moment.

You think I don't
know the book on you?

Hotshot corporate lawyer
suddenly goes cartoon happy,

now you're in here
defending drug addicts?

What's that, what's that?
How you doing, Sal?

Hey. What's that?

Mr. Peyton,
this boy needs a break.

Yeah, well, don't we all?
Let me tell you,

you think you're gonna get no
time for a three-time loser?

Not gonna happen.
Not gonna happen.

Look, I'm no expert
on criminal law,

but more times than not,

trials come down to which lawyer

a jury likes more,

and my feeling is they'll
take a look at me

and they'll look at you,
and they'll tumble

to something you
know all too well.

Which is?

You're an asshole.

I love it, I do,
but it's a bit pricey.

And this one I also like,

and it's half the cost, right?

Well, yes, but can I be honest?

Of course.

Prada.

Not Prada.

Prada.

Not Prada.

Prada. Not Prada.
What are you doing?

Harry, hi, um,

one sec, I'm with a customer.
Never mind "One sec."

Get rid of these shoes.

Harry...
Oh, one sec.

Harriet's Law and Fine Shoes.

What did she just say?

What? Oh, okay, um,
hold, hold, please.

It's that Damien person.

He said something
about a shooting.

He sounds a little hysterical.

That didn't take long.

He's at the Chinese
Laundromat two blocks down,

at the corner of
Beacon and Middlesex.

Okay.

Adam, Damien's all yours.

What? You said you want to work here;
you need a case.

Go.

Malcolm, sit.

I can ring you up. Yeah?

Get rid of these shoes.

I got nowhere with the DA,

which means you got two choices:

take the deal for one year...

Thanks....or go for
jury nullification,

which basically is,

"We know he did it,
but... wink, wink...

we let him go anyway."

Does that work?

Almost never.

Take the deal.

No, I... I want to go for it.

In which case you
could get three years.

Please, look,
I know it's a long shot,

but one year is as
bad as three years

as far as college...

I fell on you for a reason.

You want some advice?

I'm not sure it's
technically legal,

but things rarely
happen for a reason.

Most things in life make
absolutely no sense,

and what makes the
least sense of all

is for you to roll the dice
with some slam-dunk loser...

I'm trying this case.

You bailing, or you still with me?

Thank you.

All right, man, chill out, man.

You gonna be cool,
you gonna be all right, man.

You gonna be all right.
What the...?

You gonna be all right, man.
I must have hit a vein

or something. Get a
tourniquet on. Call 911.

He needs a tourniquet.
Hey, man, give me your tie.

Are you calling? Hurry up,
man, give it to me!

All right, all right,
stick your finger in there.

What? Do it, man.

Oh, my God!

Just press down hard as you can.

I am! I think I got it.
I think I got it.

Did you call 911?

Okay, okay, okay, it stopped,
it stopped, it stopped.

Hang on, bro, we cool, we cool.

We cool. You shot this man?

Allegedly, okay?

Allegedly.

I'm telling you,
I was not a witness.

I got here after the fact.

The only thing I saw was the one

in handcuffs saving the
life of the wounded guy.

What's your relationship
to Mr. Winslow?

I'm his lawyer, which means

I need to be talking to him,
not you. Excuse me.

Hey, man, what's going on?
I asked for the old lady.

Well, you didn't get her.
Excuse me, I'm his attorney.

Give me a second. Forget it.

Self-defense, Columbo. Damien.

Allegedly. Don't be saying a word.

You hear me, Damien? Not a word.
I will see you

at the police station.
In the meantime, shut up.

Do you hear me? Shut up.

I asked for the old lady.

Isn't it looking great?

No, it looks like a shoe store.

Well, there's no reason we
can't be both a law firm

and a shoe store.

No. Harriet Korn,

listen to me.

I know footwear.

I can make this work.

I will make it work.

Okay? Now...

are you all set for court?

Am I all set?

I'm about to try a
case with no defense.

Does that sound all set to you?

Adam, what the...?

I'm okay... This is
somebody else's blood.

- Do we have running water?
- Back room.

What happened? Damien shot a guy.

He evidently came to the aid of
a Laundromat owner he protects.

Was anybody killed?

No. You'd better make
sure the victim is tested.

You got blood all over you.
Ugh, right.

Are you okay?
I'm a little shaky, but...

Where's Damien?
The police took him.

Once I get cleaned up,
I'll go down there.

You sure you're not hurt?

I'm sure. I thought
you were in trial.

I'm going now, God help me.

I was working undercover,

presenting myself
as a drug dealer.

I was approached by the defendant.

He expressed his interest
in purchasing cocaine.

A transaction ensued.

We then placed the
suspect under arrest.

And Officer,
you're certain that the man

who purchased the cocaine,
the man who gave you money

for the cocaine,
is the man seated right there...

That man, this man, that man?

Positive. Thank you.

I have nothing further.
Nothing further.

Good afternoon.

Good afternoon, Your Honor.

Good afternoon. Excellent,
now that we have established that

the afternoon is
in fact a good one,

perhaps we can move on.

First, Officer Tate,

speaking as a citizen,

I should start by saying thank you

for all the good work you do.

I remember once I got a flat
tire in a very bad neighborhood;

I thought I might even get killed.

A policeman came along,
probably saved my life.

I apologize,
I do realize that this is

counsel's first time in
a criminal courtroom,

but the scope of cross-examination

does not include the sharing
of personal anecdotes,

however touching.

I was just thanking him.
Ms. Korn, maybe you can do that

out in the corridor
after we're done.

Oh, okay.

Tell me, Officer, I read a
lot in the papers these days

how the police
budgets have been cut

and there have been layoffs and
the department is undermanned.

Objection... assuming facts not in evidence.
I'll remind counsel

that her role is to elicit testimony,
not provide it.

Sustained.

Is it true

that the department is
currently undermanned

due to recent budget cuts?

Yes.

Well, I'm a little curious...
with everything on your plate,

are you really targeting
nonviolent drug users?

I can understand dealers

maybe, but... We actually
are targeting the dealers.

I was doing so that night.
We arrest users

in the hope they'll
flip their suppliers.

Ah, so Malcolm... he's not really
the guy you're after, then?

Objection... the only
question before the court is:

did the defendant commit the crime

with which he is charged?

This is not about
departmental policy.

Not about that. Not about that.

I'll sustain it.
You aren't at all troubled

that this kid is being used like
a pawn to get somebody else?

The boy was in a clinic,
trying to get treatment.

It closed. Objection!

Step up, please.

Did I do something wrong again?

You're very clever, Ms. Korn.

I'm not sure I know what
you're referring to.

I think you do.

The adorable old lady routine...

bumbling around the courtroom

as she accidentally sneaks
in inadmissible evidence,

back-dooring that this
kid wasn't the target,

that he was in a clinic.

Well, Your Honor,
I'm still familiarizing myself

with the criminal
rules of evidence.

I suspect you know the rules
of evidence just fine.

Here's the deal, Ms. Korn.

The tricks you pull
as a patent lawyer...

don't be pulling
them in my courtroom.

We good with that?

Well, I thought you did great.

I don't know.

My only real choice is to
put the boy on the stand.

Isn't that risky to let
the defendant testify?

I mean, they never do
that on Law & Order.

Harry, you've taken
impossible cases before,

and you usually always win them.

Well, there's no winning
this one, Jenna,

and by having him testify,

his priors will come in...

So it is true.

You are a shoe store lawyer.

It didn't seem to
go that well today.

Mrs. Davies,
I'm afraid our case is...

You think maybe I should testify?

Well, you could, but the testimony

of a loving mother
rarely carries the day.

Is he going to prison, Ms. Korn?

I don't know.

I'm gonna try my
best to prevent that.

But the likelihood...

This is a good boy.

His failings are...

This...

You need to win this.

No, man.

If I plead, I go to jail.

Jail, man.

Damien, you run an
illegal enterprise.

You carry concealed
weapons and shoot people.

Did you really not see jail coming?
You shot a guy. Hey...

In self-defense. Yes.
Even if I could

sell that, your gun
wasn't registered.

What kind of lawyer are you?

You shot a guy! And if I hadn't,

that guy would've
robbed that store.

He might've killed
innocent people.

Are you telling me that
don't count for something?

Look... No, you look.

Your problem is,
you see me as a criminal...

and only a criminal.

I do good.

I help people.

I got into this to protect,
not to steal.

The people I serve are
grateful; ask them.

I help all of them.

And right now...

I need you...

...help me.

Okay, Damien.

I hear you.

And I get it.

I'll fight the fight.

You will?

I will.

Thank you.

Thank you.

No chance the old lady... No,
she's in trial.

I gotta say, Malcolm,

as drug addicts go,
you seem like such a swell kid.

Swell kid.

And you're the victim.

I mean...

you had no choice but
to buy the cocaine.

Am I right? Am I right?

I'm not the victim.

I know that, sir.

Oh, but there are victims here.

Aren't there, Malcolm?

See...

here's the thing about being a junkie...
It's expensive.

It costs thousands of dollars
a week to get the fix,

and the only way most drug
addicts can swing that

is by stealing, and whose houses
do you think they break into,

whose cars get hijacked,
whose innocent children

get killed in the crossfire
of their turf wars?

Did it ever occur to you,
Malcolm, that

every time you buy cocaine,
you help fund a billion-dollar

illegal drug trade that is
bringing this country to its knees,

a drug trade that is
killing innocent people?

It's a billion-dollar trade
because it's illegal.

Objection. Maybe we should
decriminalize, if your goal...

Wait, did you actually
just say that?

Did you actually just say that?
I believe I did. I believe I did.

What, do you want to
just pass drugs out

on the street? Is that... That's
where they're passed out now,

at a thousand times the
pharmaceutical cost. Move to strike.

And if we legalize drugs,

addicts would need less
than two cents on the dollar

to support their habits.

They'd hardly have to break
into homes or cars or...

We have something called "Values"
In this country... And they

should coincide with
saving the innocent lives

you were carrying on about.

You're seriously saying we should
legalize drugs is the solution?

Everybody commissioned to
study the problem has said it.

Who? Everybody who? If we legalize them,
we treat the disease

instead of punishing it away.

Great, then you want to
pass out needles, too?

Perhaps, if you're against
the spread of AIDS. Are you?

If we were to legalize drugs...

We could neutralize the gangs,

take the drug business

out of the shadows.
And do what? Celebrate it?

How about regulate it? Tax it? Yes,
and then every

liberal in America
could just light up

and say, "Hallelujah,
legalized drugs!"

The idea was first raised
by conservative Republicans.

Oh, please. When?
When the party had thinkers.

Before it was
hijacked by the likes

of Rush Limbaugh. Here we go.

A drug addict, himself.
Ancient history.

Who somehow fared much
better in our justice system.

I wonder why.

The race card. There it is.

Oh, if I wanted to
play the race card,

I'd talk about the
disparity in sentencing.

Objection. But I'm not doing that.

I'm keeping it about one kid only.

He's sitting right there,

and he's getting screwed!
Objection!

All right, that's enough.

Are we done with this witness?

'Cause if so, we can proceed
to closing arguments,

which it seems we've begun anyway.

You can step down, son.

Mr. Peyton, you're up.

I can make this quick.

This isn't about the color
of the defendant's skin.

And it isn't about whether
drugs should be decriminalized,

what laws we should
or should not have.

We have to deal with the laws
that are on the books today.

It is illegal

to buy and use cocaine.
That's the law.

The defendant broke it.

He's admitted doing so.

He-He offered no defense.

He did it. No dispute.

Did it.

The only question is,

do you abide by your oath
to uphold the law, or not?

It's that simple.

It really is.

To be honest, I'm not sure
about decriminalizing drugs.

It sounds kind of radical.

But I do know

that study after study after study

has shown that when you
take kids like Malcolm

and you stick them in jail,

you increase the likelihood
that they'll remain addicts,

or wind up homeless,

or, worst of all,
become more hardened

and career criminals.

When it comes to drug abuse,

treatment is seven times
more cost-effective

than incarceration... seven times.

It's an indisputable fact.

Malcolm broke a law, yes.

He should be held accountable.

But this young man
never harmed anybody.

He's in college.

He was in a clinic.

It closed.

Somebody said to
me the other day...

there's no justice in the law.

Well, the dirty little secret is

we're not in the justice business,

not really.

Judges and politicians

are mainly in the
reelection business.

Lawyers, like Mr. Peyton

and myself, we're in the
"Win" Business.

If there's anyone, I suppose,

truly and purely in
it for the justice,

it would be the jury.

You.

I've always felt

that intrinsic to
justice is humanity.

Humanity couldn't call for
this young man to be locked up.

It simply couldn't.

I've sat with this kid.

He's a good kid.

He's...

Malcolm Davies is a bright
young man with a future.

He also has a drug problem.

He needs help.

He can get it

and go on to do wonderful things.

That won't happen if
you find him guilty.

'Cause he'll go to a place that
neither treats, nor trains,

nor rehabilitates.

By the time he gets out, it's...

These are the kids we're losing.

We throw them away.

One "Not guilty"
Vote buys me a hung jury.

Which, in turn, might net a
plea of a suspended sentence.

And Malcolm gets
to stay in college.

All I need is one vote

to save his life.

One.

They say it takes a village.

We're always hearing that.

It's time for the
village to step up.

What are you doing here?

Well, truth be told,

I wanted to see if
you were any good.

All rise.

Case number 1138: The State
of Ohio vs. Damien Winslow.

Be seated.

Morning, Your Honor.

Defense waives reading;

asks that all charges
be dismissed,

in that my client was
acting out of necessity.

He was coming to the
aid of Mr. Fung Lao,

whose Laundromat was in the
process of being robbed

- at gunpoint.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Guilty or not guilty.
Those are your two choices.

Not guilty, Judge.

Okay. Question...

And I ask that all charges

be dismissed, in that my client

was acting as a Good Samaritan.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

First case, counsel?

No, Your Honor. As if.

Well, the way this works is

we go through a little
fact-finding process...

The facts aren't in dispute.

My client walked in

on an attempted armed robbery.

The legal defense of
"Necessity..."

Hold on. Your Honor,

sometimes in the interest
of judicial economy,

and convenience to the witnesses,

cases can be expedited.

Counsel... Trials are expensive.

They can bankrupt rich people.

As for the poor, forget it.

This could cost Damien
Winslow his house,

if only he had a house,

which of course he never will.

Why? 'Cause he's poor.

Counsel. As for the witnesses,

they're here today.
We can get this thing over with.

How many here for this case?

Look at that.

Unbelievable.
Is that not unbelievable?

Am I to understand...
All these people?

Every last one of them.
All clients of Damien Winslow.

They're not witnesses to the crime.
There's no...

They certainly bear witness

to the need for the services

being rendered by my client.

Without him, their places
of business get robbed.

Oh, for God's sake. Counsel,
this is an arraignment hearing.

Yes, but these people
are here now, Judge.

They're not relevant...
"Not relevant"?

Is that what you just said?

Oh, come on. 'Cause that's
the real issue, Judge.

Poor people are not relevant.

Give me a break.

Break? How about we give the
disenfranchised a break?

These people get nothing.

Not even respect. Why?

Maybe 'cause they don't
seem to be relevant.

Well, they are to Damien Winslow.

You want to lock him up,
then what?

Who's going to protect
Fung Lao and Melissa Gove,

Martina Sanchez, Willie Abrams...
Look at them all, Judge.

They've come crawling out
like ants at a picnic.

Who knew these
people even existed?

Damien did. Add to that, he cares.

We're talking about
basic human services.

They don't get health care.
They don't get education.

They can't even get
adequate police protection,

and when someone tries
to help them, watch out.

Mr. Branch, you're out of order.
These people are Americans.

You're out of order.
You're out of order.

This whole thing is out of order!

Something is really wrong!

Mr. Branch!

Guilty or not guilty?

Not guilty.

Just one question.

What drug are you on?

Sorry.

Once I get going...

What was the point of that,
really?

Well, to be honest...

which I'm not always...

it was to show you
this will be a war,

if necessary.

I actually believe in this guy.
No, you don't.

I really do.

Look, we should win
on the shooting.

It was justifiable
defense of others.

He shot a guy that was
committing an armed robbery.

As for the weapons charge,
I'll plead to that.

That's really the
right result here.

So let's just get there.

Can we?

Okay.

She's at least open
to discussing a plea,

which is a very good thing.

You told me the old
lady was in trial.

I saw her sitting in the back.

She is in trial. She just...

Did you not hear me?

The DA is open to a plea.

You could skate here
with no jail time.

Yeah, I heard you, man. Thanks.

We done for now?

Done. Cool.

Hey, man. Watch
where you're going.

What the...?
But you took off, you left.

Does it look like I left? I don't
get the right to come back?

What's up with that?
That ain't right, Slick.

Did you forget something?

Maybe I did, okay?

I just wanted...

I've been arrested before,
you know what I'm saying?

Had my share of lawyers, but...

...none of them ever
fought for me like that.

Ever.

I just wanted you to know that.

Okay.

Oh.

Be cool.

One year in jail... give it
to you right now. Right now.

Well... What's to think about?

It's his third offense.

He could get three years,
maybe more.

The thing is, he's in college.

If he gets any time,
he's going to get kicked out.

You still want no time?

You kidding me?

As I said to you before,

I'll say it again.

This kid needs a break.

Counsel, look, I realize you have

limited experience in the
criminal justice system.

And I'd really appreciate
it if you'd cut

the condescending crap.

It makes you come off bald.

This is how you ask for a favor?

No, I asked for a
favor rather nicely,

and you responded with
some patronizing bull.

Look, I offered you one year.

That was a gift.

Your client has no defense.
He's going to be found guilty.

And I'll tell you this,
if you don't take this deal,

if you don't recommend
it to your client,

he'll likely have a claim
of malpractice against you.

Piece of advice.

In your new line of work,

kids like Malcolm Davies...
dime a dozen.

As soon as you're done with him,

another one walks
through the door.

And with all your cases,

you need to not only safeguard
the client, but yourself.

Otherwise, you're a casualty.

Trust me on that. A casualty.

A big carcass that the victims

in the system will pick at.

Mr. Peyton,

if I ever surrender to
that kind of cynicism,

then I'm already a
casualty beyond measure.

One year. Take it or leave it.

Yeah?

Take it or leave it fast.
Jury's back.

Leave it.

Suit yourself.

Madam Forewoman, the jury has
reached a unanimous verdict?

We have, Your Honor.

What say you?

In the matter of the State of Ohio v.
Malcolm Davies,

on the charge of possession

of an illegal
controlled substance,

we, the jury, find the
defendant Malcolm Davies...

Please, please, please.

...guilty.

What?

I'm sorry, Malcolm.

We knew this was a long shot.

Malcolm Davies,
you have been found guilty

by a jury of your peers
of a class-two felony.

It is the order of this court...

Wait, wait, wait, Judge.

If you're about to
sentence my client,

I certainly wish to be heard.

The defendant is sentenced
to two years in state prison.

Your Honor... Said
sentence to be suspended

in its entirety,
pending Mr. Davies's

successful completion of a
drug rehabilitation program.

Your Honor,
this is his third offense.

You kidding me? You kidding me?

Ms. Korn...

check with probation,
then your client is free to go.

Son...

do not let me down.

We're adjourned.

W-What... What does it mean?

No jail. It means no jail.

Really? You can't
mess this up, Malcolm.

He's giving you another chance.

You need to make this work.

I will. I will.

All right. I'm-I'm not a hugger.

I'm not a hugger. Okay.

Oh. Okay.

Okay.

No jail at all? How do you figure?

Well, as I said to the jury,
all I needed was one.

The one I got was the judge.

Wow. JENNA: Okay.

They look stunning.

You don't think they make
my feet look too fat?

Oh, my God. No.

They are to die for.

Is everybody done with the pizza?

Yes, and then you can help Adam

box up his stuff.

That'll be your first
official assignment

as our new paralegal.
What do you mean?

I mean, I've finally
landed on my feet.

You can go back to your cushy,
shiny firm and...

Are you kidding me?

I don't want to go back.

Why would I want to go back?

This is the most
fun I've ever had.

Yesterday, I stuck my
finger in a guy's leg.

I want to stay. Permanently.

Oh, don't be an idiot.

You have a brilliant future
at any firm you want.

Don't squander it.

I want to be here.

The answer is no. Look...

I'm gonna just say this.

I never had a mother.

She died

during childbirth,
when she had my older brother.

I never... I...

I suppose I look at you

as my dead, crippled mother.

Oh, yeah, she was crippled, too.

She died during childbirth when
she had your older brother?

Let's go with younger
brother on that, yeah.

Better. We'll keep "Crippled."

Harriet, look...

every day I go to
work in that big firm,

I see the deadened eyes of
all the partners that...

I sit at my desk, and I say to myself,
"This ain't it."

"This can't be it."

From the moment I walked
into this stupid...

I just knew.

This is it.

I really want to stay.

The thing is...
you really do bug me.

Harry, you said things
don't happen for a reason.

But they do.

When Malcolm jumped
off that building,

bounced off that awning,

and landed on you,

and when Adam hit you

with his fully-loaded Mercedes,

it was to bring the
four of us together.

Help you, gentlemen?

Yeah...

We're looking for a lawyer.

Damien Winslow told us about you.

We invented a...

I don't know, a kind of doohickey.

A doohickey?

Yeah, it could open,
like, any car.

Originally used for
criminal purposes,

but Damien said if
we just get a patent,

we wouldn't need
to be robbing cars.

It's a door-opener doohickey.

Jenna will take down
all your information.

Great. Um, can I get for anybody
any tea, coffee, perhaps?

Look at that.

Three more clients.
You'll have a full caseload

by the end of the week.

This is home, Harry.

We're home.

You're gonna need to fill out
your time sheets every day.

Time sheets?!

Whoa, I never said anything
about working for you.

Actually, you should
probably only have one.

And right now, we're offering...
Like hell, we will.

You'll be a junior associate.

No, no, no, no, no.

Oh, yeah, yeah.
Or there's the door.

Harriet, life is
richer with a partner

you can really share your
successes with, right?

I guess the moral of this
story did come in the middle.

As Jenna and Malcolm said,

sometimes things do
happen for a reason.

You could say that I didn't
just get it till the end,

except this really
wasn't the end at all.

For the four of us,
this new and ridiculous firm,

perhaps even my life,

I have a feeling we're
only at the beginning.