Suits (2011–…): Season 8, Episode 8 - Coral Gables - full transcript

(HARVEY READING)

LOUIS: Gordon doesn't want
to take over.

He just wants to orchestrate a deal
where his guys come back,

they vote to merge with Zane
and we cease to exist.

I just found out that my two partners,
Eric Kaldor and Ellen Rand,

were willing
to stab me in the back.

SHEILA: We don't need
the sex phone anymore because

you hit the bull's-eye.

Oh, my God!
My boys can swim?

I've got a legal situation,
and it's personal.

Which means you need me
to send one of ours your way.



I was thinking
Alex Williams.

I'm guessing firm harmony is why you
want Alex and not Samantha.

That, and a little
of the nature of the case.

I got my period.
I'm not pregnant.

- But the test said that you...
- It was a false positive.

I'm so sorry.

Samantha Wheeler.

Normally I'm happy
to see a former colleague,

just not one that walked out the door
with half our business.

Then you're really
gonna hate it

when I attack what little
business you have left.

You're suing Grayscale.

I'm not.
The federal government is.

Bullshit. You don't represent
the federal government.



According to the False Claims Act,
if a company defrauds the United States,

any attorney can sue
to reclaim those damages.

You can spout
any act you want,

there's no way you give a shit about
the US government.

SAMANTHA:
You're right, I don't.

But what I do care about is

Grayscale Defense coming over to us like
they wanted to in the first place.

They never wanted
to go anywhere with you.

Then why are you holding them
to their five-year agreement?

And before you answer,
we both know,

it's because if you
let them go, they'd leave.

Well, they might have,
but now that you're suing them,

you just tipped
the Grayscales my way.

I forgot you
and your puns.

Well, I don't have to pretend
they're charming anymore.

So, this is how
it's gonna go.

I'm gonna get you
in a bear hug,

and your only way out is gonna be
to let them come to us.

So you can do it now
or you can do it later,

but trust me,
it's gonna happen.

Thank you
for stopping by, Samantha.

I'd forgotten how much nicer
it is here since you've been gone.

SHEILA: Louis, what are you
still doing here?

I took the day off.
And I called your office...

You're taking
the day off too.

- But...
- No "buts."

Sheila, I am taking you
to the happiest place on Earth.

Louis, as much as I love
Colonial Williamsburg, I can't today.

But our costumes
are already in the car.

I appreciate that, Louis,

and it's sweet you want
to distract me from

what happened.

But I was already planning
on taking today off anyway.

- You were?
- Yeah. Louis...

We had a false positive,

and if we want
a real positive,

we have to stop
leaving things to chance.

So I made an appointment with
the top fertility specialist in the country.

You really think
we need a specialist?

I think these things
can take time,

so the sooner
we get some help,

the sooner we can hold
that baby in our arms.

Well, then what are we
waiting for? Let's go.

- Louis, you don't have to come.
- Sheila, listen to me.

This is as important
to me as it is to you,

and there is nothing

on this Earth that's gonna stop me
from being by your side.

Samantha, can I talk
to you for a second?

To tell you the truth,
I'm a little busy right now.

What you mean is,
you're a little busy leveraging

Eric Kaldor into giving us
one of his clients.

Yeah, that's what I said.

You think this is funny?

What I think is Robert has been
going through something,

and I want to get him a little present
for when he gets back.

In other words,
you heard Robert and Alex bonded

over whatever
he's been going through,

you feel your chair
at the table is moving down,

and you're trying
to move it back up.

- So what if I am?
- Then the present you get him

better be that client,
because I shouldn't have to tell you,

Eric Kaldor
is no lightweight.

And last I checked,
the cases I take aren't your concern.

They are if there's a possibility
they could affect this firm's record,

so if you
take this guy on,

- you better win.
- And that won't be a problem,

because I know
how Kaldor thinks.

I'm sure you do,
but in this instance,

you picked a fight
with the one person

who wants to beat you
more than you want to beat him.

And I already picked this fight,
and I'm not backing down now,

so unless you want to give me a direct order
that I wouldn't follow anyway,

I suggest you get out of my way,
'cause I got a case to win.

(SINGING) See the money,
wanna stay for your meal

Get another piece of pie
for your wife

Everybody wanna know
how it feel

Everybody wanna see
what it's like

I'll even eat a bean pie
I don't mind

Me and missy is so early

Busy, busy making money

All right!

All step back
I'm 'bout to dance

The greenback boogie

There you are.
Gretchen, where the hell is Louis?

You wanna try that again
with some civility?

Some what, now?

How about, "Good morning, Gretchen,
you look lovely today.

"I bought you
this fine latte."

You're right.
I'm coming up against a deadline,

but that's no excuse
to be rude.

Good morning, Gretchen.
Don't you look lovely today?

Now, didn't
that feel better?

Actually, it did,

and it'll feel even more better
when you tell me where Louis is.

I'm not so sure it will.

Louis is gone for the day.

- Shit.
- What's the problem?

White Mountain Water's putting together
a national distribution deal,

and to close, we have to
agree not to rep

any competing distributors
for a year.

And you need Louis' approval
for a commitment like that.

He already agreed to it.
I just need his signature,

but I need it by the end of the day,
or the whole deal could fall apart.

Now it's my turn
to say, "Shit."

- Gretchen, I need that signature.
- And you will get it.

I'm saying "shit" 'cause
I know where I have to go.

- Gretchen...
- Alex, just give me the document.

Tell me where
you need me to send it.

I give you my word,
it'll get there.

Hey. Cucumber
or eucalyptus?

- They have both?
- They have everything.

Did you see the waiting room?
Leather seats, soothing lighting...

I haven't met the guy
but I love him already.

- Ms. Sazs, Mr. Litt.
- SHEILA: Dr. McManus.

Thank you so much
for seeing us on such short notice.

Please, no "doctor" necessary.
I'm Charles, but everybody calls me...

Chaz.

- Chaz McManus.
- That's right.

Usually people guess "Chuck."

Now, I have your files, but I prefer
to establish baseline health myself.

- Is that okay?
- Of course.

- What do you need me to do?
- So we'll start with some blood samples.

Just head down that hall,
the nurse will show you the way,

and when you're back,
we can discuss everything

- the two of you'd like to accomplish.
- Okay.

I'll see you in a bit.

I'm sorry, do you not...

Remember me?

- I...
- Louis Litt.

Scarsdale High,
class of '88.

I'm sorry,
I don't remember you, Louis.

You know, I never really felt
like I fit in much during high school.

I don't really think
about those days.

But I also know
I wasn't the nicest kid back then,

so if there's any bad blood between us,
I hope there's no hard feelings.

So there she was,
feet in the stirrups.

Louis is looking, both of them
in hospital gowns...

Wait, why was
Louis in a gown?

He didn't want her
to feel self-conscious.

Oh, that's actually
kind of sweet.

You only get to say that
because you weren't there,

and I shouldn't have
to remind you,

those gowns don't close
in the behind.

So between Louis and Sheila,

I had to walk
that document in like this.

Come on. Was she
really in the stirrups?

I caught them before
they went in the building,

but that was the movie
that was playing in my head,

so as far as I'm concerned,
it's just as bad.

Well, the important thing
is Alex got his signature

and the score remains Gretchen: 1,000,973,
world: zero.

Damn right.
Good luck with your stack, Red.

You too, Gretchen.

Oh, and whatever you do,

try not to buy
another ticket to that movie.

She just had to say that.

JUDGE: Mr. Kaldor.

This trial is not scheduled
for another two weeks,

so you'd better have a good
reason for calling us here.

I do, Your Honor. I would like you
to remove Ms. Wheeler from this case.

On what grounds?

On the grounds that you were
an attorney of record for my client.

- Is that true, Ms. Wheeler?
- Absolutely not.

I never worked on their case.

Well, according to this billing sheet,
you absolutely did.

This was seven years ago
for two hours.

Your Honor,
I was an associate.

Someone must have told me to run
some copies and bill it to them.

A minute ago you had never
worked for them at all,

and now it's just
running copies?

- Your Honor...
- This is your billing sheet, isn't it?

I mean, this is
your signature, isn't it?

Yes, but even if I technically worked
for Grayscale,

I never had access
to privileged information.

And unless you're lying
about your billables,

a disbarrable offense,
by the way,

then technically or not,
you're bound by privilege.

And, Your Honor, she's prohibited
from bringing a suit against an old client.

I'm afraid he's right,
Ms. Wheeler,

so unless there's someone else
from your firm not bound by privilege,

this case is dismissed.

(SCHOOLBELL RINGING)

Louis, you little piece of shit.
You ratted me out for cheating in bio?

You're right, I did.
Because it isn't fair what you did,

and Mr. O'Connor
grades on a curve.

- That sounded like talk-back.
- (GRUNTS)

Now, because of you,
O'Connor gave me an "F,"

and my old man is gonna kill me.
You know what that means?

You're gonna do my homework
for the rest of the year,

and you're not gonna say
a word about it to anyone.

No, I'm not,
and you can't make me.

I'm sorry,
maybe you weren't listening?

I don't know bio, which means
I don't know where the kidneys are.

Now, are they here?
Here, or here?

You still have philosophical reservations
against helping me?

Okay, I'll do it!
Just please let me go!

That's my boy.

Every day before first bell,
that day's homework is in my hands.

You're ever late,

we're gonna take a trip down
to the equipment locker

in front of the whole school,
and I'm gonna lock you in.

Spent the rest of the year
racing to school,

just terrified I'd be late.

First time I was...

Chaz was true to his word.

Dragged me to the gym,

shoved me
into an equipment locker

and said that if I ever told anyone,
next time would be worse.

Louis, you've told me what a hard time
you had in your youth, but this...

That's not even the part that
I've been thinking about.

You see, by the end...

I just stopped fighting.

So if I was late, Chaz would
walk me down the hall,

get to the gym,

he'd open up
the equipment locker door...

I'd hand him his homework

and I would
walk myself right in.

I can only imagine
what you must have felt

when you saw him again
after all this time.

All he had to say about it was,
"No hard feelings."

Well, there are
hard feelings.

Feelings you have been
carrying with you ever since.

That's why
I wanna show you this.

It's something that I haven't
looked at in 30 years.

Louis, what did Sheila say
when you showed her this?

- Show her? No, I couldn't do that.
- Why not?

'Cause I've been doing research since
the minute we left the clinic,

hoping that it wasn't true,
but there's nobody better than this guy.

If we want our best chances
to have this baby,

I just have to deal
with these

feelings.

Then at least let Sheila in on what
you're going through,

because if you don't
let off some steam,

there is likely
to be an explosion.

Harvey? I'm sorry to bother you,
but do you have a minute?

I don't believe this.

Shit went sideways
with your case already

- and you want my help.
- I didn't say that.

You didn't need to,
'cause you're here

with your
"pass the butter" voice,

and I warned you
this would happen.

- Maybe you did, but...
- Not "maybe."

I said, "You're picking
a fight with the wrong guy,"

and you said you knew
what you were doing.

Okay, Harvey.

You were right.

Now you wanna say
"I told you so,"

or do you wanna
help me beat this guy?

You don't wanna know
what I want to do,

but since I can't do that,
I guess I have to help you.

If what you're wanting
to do is take a swing at me,

we can take this into the ring once
we're done.

I meant I want
to tape your mouth shut,

but I heard you talk
a big game with your boxing,

and trust me,
you don't want a piece of this.

I don't just box, Harvey,
I kickbox,

and my leg is 50 times stronger
than your arm.

And picking fights outside
of your weight class

is how you got into this mess
in the first place,

so, you wanna figure out
how to get out of it?

Or you wanna make up fairy tales
about how you'd kick my ass?

I want to figure out
how to get out of this.

Then we're gonna go upstairs

and order an extra-large
pepperoni and cheese,

because I might not
have picked this fight,

but there is no way I am letting
Eric "I need a haircut" Kaldor

get the better
of one of my people.

Hey.

Oh! What is this for?

For being by my side today.

Of course. I told you
that I would be.

Well, it really set me at ease,
and I have to say,

Chaz is so knowledgeable,

and his bedside manner
is a dream.

Right.

He's the best.

We're gonna be swimming in babies
by the time he's through with us.

Louis, what's wrong?

Chaz was my bully
in high school.

He tortured me
my entire junior year.

That's awful.
Why didn't you say something to me?

Because it was
30 years ago, Sheila.

I'm not gonna let
something from high school

keep us from seeing the best fertility
specialist in the country.

- Louis, we can find whoever's second best.
- No, we can't.

If it didn't work out,
I'd never forgive myself.

- I can handle it.
- Are you sure?

Trust me...

I'll be okay.

Carla, I got your message.

I came as soon as I could.

Then you need to use that huge retainer
we pay you to buy a faster car,

'cause I found out we no longer have
a distribution deal.

What the hell
are you talking about?

Our distributor that you said
we had a done deal with,

called to say that
they got a better offer.

And if they have
a competing offer that fast,

they've been negotiating
in bad faith this whole time.

I don't give a shit
what they've been doing.

I want to know what you're
gonna do about it.

I'm gonna remind them the only way
they can break our deal

is if that signature
didn't get over there,

and if they try to back out
for any other reason...

Don't you get it?
There is no other reason.

They're saying that signature
never got there.

Carla, I'm telling you,
that signature got there,

and they're not
backing out of anything.

You'd better be right,

because our future
is based on this expansion,

and like I said, you told me
it was a done deal.

ALEX: Gretchen, tell me you sent
Louis' signature over there today.

I did. Why?

They're saying
they never got it.

Well, that's some
Grade-A bullshit.

The courier came
and took it this afternoon.

Then either the courier
failed to deliver it...

Or these guys
are straight-up lying.

Either way, I need you to get me
a receipt from that courier.

Then you'll
have it by tomorrow.

Don't worry, we'll fix this.

Thanks, Gretchen. I appreciate
you being all over this.

HARVEY: Hold on.

If we can prove you never had
any contact with Grayscale,

we can argue no privileged
relationship existed.

It's an idea, but even if we subpoena
everybody from back then,

it's not in their interests
to clear me so I can sue them.

Plus, Kaldor could
still say it doesn't matter

because you saw
confidential information.

Goddamn that man.

All I wanted was
to get Robert another client.

I know. You're a saint, and all you were
doing was God's work.

All right, you don't have
to rub it in.

I do if we're gonna have
any fun tonight.

Speaking of fun, it's late,
we just shared a pizza,

I have to ask, what is it
with you and Robert?

I'm not talking about me
and Robert with you.

Oh, so you can tell Donna
about yourself

- but you can't tell me?
- You know we went out?

Of course I do.
I know everything.

Even the time
that you tried to...

No. You don't
know anything.

You're just trying
to get me to spill the beans

- because Donna wouldn't.
- So what if I am?

Hmm. That's exactly
what I said to you

when you called me out
on doing this because of Alex.

"So what if I am?"

Maybe we're more alike
than you thought after all.

And that's what you tried telling me
when you first got here.

That night in my office,
when you flipped me the bird.

As I recall,
you flipped it right back.

Yeah, well,

- maybe we really are...
- Wait a second.

"More alike than we thought."

What if it's not
just you and me?

- What do you got?
- Kaldor.

He said the only way
I could get around the billing sheet

was to say
I'd lied about it.

But what if he's
the one who lied,

and that sheet never existed?

Looks like someone needs
to pay a visit to Eric Kaldor.

- You think you can handle it?
- Why would I handle it?

Because...

You helped me
when you didn't have to,

and you just said
you wanted to have some fun.

And what better way to have some fun
than sticking it to Eric Kaldor?

I get it. You don't just want
to get Robert a present.

You want to get me personally
invested in your success.

So what if I do?

Okay, Samantha.
I'll take care of Eric.

But before we call it a night,

this idea came from you
suggesting you're like him,

and then you started talking
about fabricating evidence...

The answer is no, Harvey.

I've never fabricated
evidence in my life.

Hi, I need a receipt

for a package
I sent with your service.

Of course.
What's your order number?

1-2-6-5-7.

Our records show
that package was never sent.

Well, your records are wrong,

because you're speaking
to the woman who sent it.

I'm sorry, ma'am.
I don't know what to say to that.

Don't say anything.
Just put me through to the courier.

Ma'am, if there's no record in our system,
talking to him isn't going to help.

And our couriers
are extremely busy,

- and I don't have time to...
- Listen here, young lady.

You don't think
I'm busy? I am.

But not too busy
to find out where you live,

your mother's maiden name,

and anything else it takes
to make your life a living hell

if you don't put me through
to that goddamn courier.

I'll see if I can connect him.

- Hello?
- GRETCHEN: Leroy.

- Thank God it's you.
- Yep, it's me, all right.

I understand there is a problem
with your pick-up.

There sure is. I left a package for you
this afternoon on my desk.

I know you picked it up
because it's gone.

Sorry, Gretchen,
it wasn't there.

I waited around,
like, for 10 minutes.

I asked the receptionist,
and she didn't have it, so I left.

Oh.

Thank you, then, Leroy.

Thanks for your time.
Sorry to put you out.

No problem.

Shit.

Hello. You must be Missy.

That's right. And you are...

A friend of Sandy McClusky's,

the woman who used
to cover this desk.

I remember Sandy.
She trained me.

Well, tried to, anyway.

Sandy and I came up together
in the pool at Johnson Powell

along with Rebecca Hart
and Pat Nichols.

We went through
a lot together.

And how does that have
anything to do with me?

Sandy owed me a favor before she retired,
and I need to call it in.

So call her.

Well, she's in Coral Gables.

You're the one
on this desk now,

so the favor falls to you.

I need you to log that you
received this yesterday.

The problem with that is
I didn't receive it yesterday.

- It was an honest mistake.
- Honest or not, it's yours.

- Why should I cover for you?
- Because Sandy owed me.

That's how we take care
of each other.

It's been going on
since before you were born.

And your chance to cash in that favor
walked out when she did.

- Listen to me, young lady...
- No, you listen to me.

You're asking me to lie to my boss,
and I'm not gonna do it,

so instead of coming in here,

trying to get me
to put my ass on the line

to honor some
80-year-old tradition,

why don't you not screw up
in the first place?

You think you're hot shit,
and you don't need anyone,

but one day you're gonna be
in the position that I'm in,

and you're gonna wish like hell you had
a network of people to call on for help.

Maybe I will. But something tells me
by then, you'll be long gone.

Harvey Specter.

Don't tell me.

You're picking up the case
I had Samantha booted off of,

and now I'm supposed
to be shaking with fear.

You think I'd let you off
that easy, Eric?

- Not a chance.
- What are you talking about?

There's an old saying,

"Accuse the other side
of that which you are guilty."

There's another old saying,
"Get to the point."

You said Samantha lied
about that billing sheet,

which got us thinking,

you lied
about that billing sheet,

and Samantha
never worked for Grayscale.

And you say that again,
and I will have you sued for slander.

Then I won't say it.
I'll just prove it.

You gonna reach into my brain

to get me to admit
to something I never did?

No, Eric. I'll subpoena
every bill ever sent,

and every billing sheet
ever submitted by Samantha,

and when they don't add up,

we won't need this case
to move forward

because you'll be disbarred
for fabricated evidence.

There's no way I have to hand over
proprietary records to a competing firm.

You really want to take that
chance over one client?

Let this go, Eric.

It's over.

So it's not enough
you had to take my partner

and half my business?

You have
to come after the rest?

I didn't come after anything.

But as long
as we're talking,

I didn't
take your partner.

You went behind his back to try
to steal both our firms,

so if you think this little sob story
is gonna move me,

you might as well pick up a tissue,
dab your eyes,

and tell it
somewhere else.

And when you're finished,
you can call Grayscale

and let them know
they're now represented by me.

Gretchen.

What brings you
into my office?

- I need help.
- Let me guess,

you're coming to me because you
heard I fix things.

I'm coming because when
Louis lost his mind on you,

you didn't run to Robert.

You went to Harvey, 'cause you
knew he needed a friend.

And right now
you need a friend.

I screwed up, big-time.

Didn't send a document
that needed to be sent,

and now Alex Williams
is gonna be in deep shit.

Gretchen, I may be good,

but I can't travel back
in time for you.

I know that.

I asked that goddamn secretary
to cover for me,

but she wouldn't
honor the code.

So you want me to make it look like
it's her fault and not yours.

That's right.

I'm sorry, I can't do it.

Is this because I told you
it could hurt Alex?

This has nothing
to do with Alex.

I'm telling you this

because what it would take
to fix this thing

could make it
1,000 times worse,

and being your friend means
telling you it is not worth it.

- But, Samantha...
- No "buts."

You need to go to Alex
and tell him the truth,

because this is his client,
and he deserves to know.

Louis, what are you doing?
You're missing dinner.

It's sloppy joe night,
so I'm not missing anything.

But if you must know,
I'm writing a contract.

What? Is that your civics
homework or something?

No, Esther.

It's a legally binding document
stipulating that I'm required

to get even with Chaz McManus
by the end of the school year.

You mean because he's
putting you in the locker.

Yes, Esther,
that's what I mean.

Trust me, Louis.

Whatever you're
thinking of doing,

Chaz is just gonna make your
life a hundred times worse.

Like you'd know anything
about dealing with a bully.

Believe me, I do.

Remember when I dropped out
of band last year?

You mean when you told Mom
you couldn't stand

being associated with me?

What I couldn't stand
was Carolyn Price

picking on me every day.

- I didn't know that.
- Well, now you do.

So do you want
my advice or not?

I want it.

Lay low, do what he wants,

and hope he forgets
you ever existed.

Well, he's not ever going
to forget, Esther,

- and neither am I.
- Louis, don't you get it?

Guys like Chaz always get their way
in high school.

But high school ends,
and before you know it,

you'll be successful,
and he'll be pumping your gas.

Oh, my God. You're right.

I'm not powerful enough
to face him now,

but someday I'll show him.

- No, Louis, that's not what I meant.
- Now, excuse me.

I need to reword my contract.

ALEX: Carla, let me
call you right back.

I think what we needed
just walked into my office.

- She still pissed?
- She won't be

once you hand
over that receipt.

That's just it, Alex.
There isn't one.

- Come again?
- I never sent the documents over.

Are you shitting me?

And you're just coming
to me with this now?

I just realized last night
what happened.

Then why didn't you come
to me last night?

Because I thought
I could still fix it.

No, no. Let's just review.

After you gave me
all that bullshit about,

"Good morning, Gretchen.
Don't you look lovely,"

- you fucking lied to my face.
- It wasn't a lie.

When I found out,
I tried to fix it.

Well, you didn't, and when Carla finds out
this was on me...

It's my fault.
I'll take the bullet.

Take the bullet?

They're not gonna give a shit
whose fault this is.

It's my client.
It's on my head.

- Is there anything I can do?
- Yeah.

From now on, do what you say
you're gonna do,

and if for some reason
you don't,

at least have the courage
to tell me before it's too late.

I know we demanded the client,

but I never imagined
you'd hand-deliver them.

The only thing I'm delivering,
Samantha, is an ultimatum.

The thing about giving
ultimatums, Eric,

is that you need to have
the upper hand, and you don't.

Yeah, I thought that too.
But then I thought about

what Harvey said,
"Accuse the other side

"of that which
you are guilty,"

and I think that's
what you did to me.

Sorry to disappoint you, but I have
never fabricated any evidence.

No, but you buried some.

Corman Ventures.

That was just a personal case
I took care of as a favor to Robert.

And I think you broke
the law to do it.

You don't know
what you're talking about.

Maybe not,
but Betty Palmer does.

See, it always bothered me,

the circumstances around her leaving,
so I decided to give her a call.

Bullshit. There's no way
she'd talk to you.

Why don't you take a stroll on down
to Coral Gables to find out?

And when you're finished,
if you don't want her telling

the entire world
what she told me,

you're gonna hand over
your oldest client.

I'm not gonna just hand over
my oldest client to you.

Well, I think you will,

because you put me
in front of a judge,

"Your Honor,
I didn't fabricate anything.

"Someone must've made
a clerical error."

- She has got you dead to rights.
- No.

It's her word against mine.

Well, like Harvey said,

you know, you really want
to take that chance

over one piece of business?

I'll expect my new client's
information by tomorrow.

Alex. You said what we needed
had just walked in.

Are you walking in with the same line
of bullshit, or a new one?

Carla, I am sorry.

There was a miscommunication.
The document was never sent,

- but we can still fix it.
- I'd tell you I appreciate the honesty,

but I'd be lying,
because that distributor,

my distributor,

just called to say that they
closed with our competitor.

Son of a bitch.

They didn't even give us
a chance to counter?

We should never
have had to counter.

You're right.

I take full responsibility,
and I'll find you another deal.

Another deal?

I am this close
to finding another law firm.

- Carla...
- You said there was a miscommunication,

so tell me what happened,
and don't you dare lie to me again.

One of our secretaries
messed up.

She thought the document had been
picked up, but it never was.

Then if you want
to keep my business,

what you're going to do is fire
that incompetent secretary.

- Hello, Betty.
- BETTY: Samantha.

- I knew you'd be calling sooner or later.
- Then let's get to it.

I don't know what story
you've been telling Eric,

but you're not gonna tell it
to anyone else.

- And why is that?
- Because you signed an NDA.

And that NDA
was with the firm, not you.

And Eric's running it now,

and he's
not enforcing anything.

Betty, I got you $100,000
and a new job.

Working as state law
in Florida.

You make it sound like
I won the lottery,

when the truth is, I tried to stop you
from committing a crime,

and instead of listening to me,
you ran me out of town.

I had to start my life again
from nothing.

And I may not have felt bad
about it at the time,

but it haunts me to this day.

So what is it you want?
More money?

- Because I can...
- I don't need money.

What I want is to ruin your career
like you ruined mine,

but what I will settle for
is what I got,

because you are dealing with
the newest junior partner at Rand Kaldor.

Betty, if you help him
do this to me...

Save your threats, because last time,
it was just me and you.

This time, I have the full
backing of Eric Kaldor,

and he wants some payback
just as much as I do.

(SIGHS)

I'm guessing that the client
didn't take it well.

Gretchen told you.

Alex, it was a mistake.

And I had something to do with it,
and I know you're upset with Gretchen...

It's not just me
that's upset, Donna.

White Mountain said
if we don't fire Gretchen, they'll walk.

- You're not seriously considering...
- No.

Donna, I'm trying to figure
another way out, but right now I can't.

Okay, well,
then maybe we should...

God damn it. How the hell
did she mess this up?

Look, I know it's not great
to lose a client,

but it happens
to everybody.

Well, it's happening to me at the worst
possible time, thanks to her.

And I took the envelope with Louis'
signature off her desk by mistake.

She thought
that the courier took it.

Well, she should have checked.

And she damn sure should have
told me the second she knew.

So what are you gonna do?

I'm gonna call them up,

offer to waive their bill
for the last quarter,

and hope that's enough
to keep my goddamn client.

How you doing, Louis?

A little nervous. You?

Little nervous.

Sheila, Louis,
thank you for coming in.

We're surprised you asked us
to come back so soon.

Well, I didn't want
to concern you, but...

Oh, God, is there something
wrong with my test results?

It's nothing we can't handle.

You've some cervical fibroids
that, unfortunately, your OB missed,

and I'd like to remove them.

You mean like surgery?

It's just a simple outpatient
laparoscopic procedure.

I've done it
hundreds of times.

Then I think
we should do it.

Great. Then I'll set something
up in the next two weeks...

Hold on a minute.

Sheila, maybe we should get
a second opinion.

Louis, you're welcome
to get a second opinion,

but I really do think we should go ahead
and schedule the surgery now.

That way we've it
on the books.

And for the record,
this is my area of expertise,

and I really do think that...

YOUNG CHAZ: If you know
what's good for you,

you'll get in that locker.

Litt, I could punch you
before you get in,

or you could just get in.

Aren't you
forgetting something?

Well, Louis, what do you think
of that plan?

I don't give a shit what your
area of expertise is.

We're not gonna schedule
a goddamn thing with you, now or ever,

and if you lay one hand
on the woman I love,

I swear to God,
I'll beat the shit out of you.

Well, Louis,

what do you think
of that plan?

I see no reason why we
need a second opinion.

We'll do
whatever you say.

Great,
then it's all settled.

Hey, Samantha.

Donna, whatever it is,
I'm kind of busy.

I can see that.

Does it have anything
to do with why you pushed

three client meetings
at the last minute?

I didn't realize you kept
such close tabs on my calendar.

I don't,

but when those
clients get brushed off

by their lawyer,
I'm the one they call.

And I told them
those meetings will be back

on the books as soon
as I'm back from my trip.

What trip?

You haven't submitted
a travel request.

And I won't be,
because this is personal.

Okay, does this have anything to do
with Eric Kaldor coming here today?

It has to do with me needing
to get down to Florida

and you not telling anyone.

- Samantha...
- Donna, just let me do what I do.

Let me get this straight.

You want me to keep something
from Harvey and Robert,

that I'm pretty sure might
blow up in both their faces,

without telling
me what it is?

- Yes, I do.
- Well, I'm not sure I can do that.

You know what, Donna? If you
wanna tell someone, go ahead.

Doesn't matter, 'cause I'm
getting on that plane anyway.

Okay. Go ahead
and catch your plane.

I just hope you know
what you're doing.

HARVEY: Whatever you're up to,
it's not gonna happen,

'cause you're not
getting on that plane.

- Donna told you.
- You're damn right Donna told me.

I don't believe it.
She led me to think that...

Samantha,
when I asked you

if you fabricated evidence,
you said you hadn't,

and I believed you.

- But now I think you have.
- Harvey.

I think
you fabricated evidence,

Kaldor is using it to blackmail you
and now you're about to head

to wherever the hell
you're going to stop it.

- Are you finished?
- Am I right?

I didn't lie to you,

and I never
fabricated evidence.

What the hell's
going on here?

Five years ago,
we had a case.

Criminal.

One of our CEO's adult children was charged
with attempted murder.

- The pharmaceutical guy's daughter.
- That's the one.

And I did what it took
to get her out of it.

And what exactly
did it take?

I buried evidence.

- I don't fucking believe this.
- But before you say anything...

You let a guilty woman off.

She wasn't guilty,
and I know it.

And that's exactly what
my old mentor sounded like

when it ended up
that he put away a man

- for a murder he didn't commit.
- Well, I'm not him,

and I'm not gonna apologize
for doing what I had to.

I don't give a shit
if you apologize or not.

We're gonna fix this thing.

You're damn right we are,
and we're gonna fix it

by putting
Betty Palmer on ice.

Who the hell
is Betty Palmer?

The woman I got rid of
from Rand Kaldor

who tried to stop me
from doing what I did.

Eric found her.

You know what?
I don't care who she is.

We're gonna fix this,

by you giving them
your client.

There is no way
I am giving one of my clients

to the man who
stabbed Robert in the back.

And there's no way
I'm letting you do God-knows-what

to a woman who tried to stop you
from breaking the law.

- God damn it, you...
- That's enough!

Give me your client.
Do it now,

or I swear to God,

I'll hand you in
for burying evidence myself.

I wanted to say something,
to tell him I don't trust him,

to tell him I hate him...
Anything.

But I didn't. I just

sat there, took it.

Louis,

I'd like to try
an exercise with you.

What kind of exercise?

Close your eyes.

Now,

imagine you are walking
down that hallway

with Chaz to the locker.

I don't want to.

LIPSCHITZ: Trust me.

Just try it,

and, Louis,

I'd like you
to envision yourself

not as a young person,

but as you are now.

So...

Tell me what you see.

(EXHALES)

LOUIS: It's horrible.

I want to stop walking,
but I can't.

My legs just keep going.

I see people looking.

BOY: What a loser.

LOUIS: Some are laughing.

Some don't give a shit.

The worst are
the ones who pity me.

We get to the gym.

It's empty.

We walk up
to the equipment locker.

He opens the door.

I can't stop my hand.

I give him his homework.

I don't want to go in there,

but I just don't have it in me
to fight anymore.

LIPSCHITZ: Louis, I need you to go
into that locker.

LOUIS: I don't want to.

LIPSCHITZ: I know.

Okay.

LIPSCHITZ:
Louis, one more thing.

LOUIS: Okay, he's in here
with me now.

LIPSCHITZ: Good. Now, what would you
like to say to him?

- I don't know.
- Louis...

I am telling you,
I don't know.

I do. You signed
a contract with me,

and you didn't live up to it.

I wanted to, but I couldn't.

- Why not?
- Because it's not just

about my feelings anymore.

It's about Sheila,
our future, having a baby.

What good is having a baby
if you can't protect it?

That's not fair.
If I lashed out at Chaz,

I'd ruin our chance
at having a child to protect.

Bullshit.
That's just an excuse.

You didn't say anything
to Chaz because you were afraid.

- That's not true.
- You gave me your word.

The word of a stupid teenager that
didn't understand anything.

- I grew up!
- You didn't do anything

except let him
humiliate us again,

like you swore
you would never do.

You're right.

I did.

I was afraid.

I'm still afraid.
I'll always be afraid.

No, Louis, you won't.

You don't have to be afraid
of Chaz anymore.

Why not?

Because I just remembered
another promise

we made to ourselves,

when we were
all alone in here.

You mean,
if no one was looking,

we should just
go ahead and start...

- Not that one.
- Don't judge me.

- We were in here a long time.
- I mean, we were in here in the dark,

wondering if
we'd ever get out.

We started to cry,

and we made a promise
to ourself

that one day,

if we ever have children,

we'd teach our son
to treat people with respect,

and to never,
ever be like Chaz.

- I'd forgotten that.
- So did I,

until you just admitted
you were afraid too.

If you don't mind,

I'd like to break that contract so
I can keep that promise.

I don't mind.

- So it's a deal?
- Deal.

Jesus. So this is where
it comes from.

Hey, look at that.

The door's open.

Come on, what do you say
we get out of here?

I don't know
what to say, Stan.

I never would've remembered
that promise without you.

I just helped you see that a part of you
has always still been in that locker,

and what you needed

was someone
to be in there with you.

- You mean you?
- No, Louis.

I mean you.

Stop right there.
I want to take this in.

Samantha Wheeler,
coming in to kiss my ring.

I'm not kissing shit.

I'm coming to give you this.

My ring or my ass.

I don't care.
I win either way.

No, Betty Palmer wins,

because she's the one
who's going to represent this client.

You want to try that again?

I said, Betty is the one
getting this client,

and the only reason
I'm bringing their file here

instead of to her office

is because I don't think
the one you gave her

is big enough

for someone who's about
to make senior partner.

I don't think you quite get
how losing works.

You see, you don't get
to dictate the terms.

I didn't lose, Eric.

I chose not to fight anymore,

but I could change my mind.

Bullshit. You're trying
to ease your guilt

about screwing over a woman
who was trying to do the right thing.

You're right. I am.

And you have no idea

how much losing this client
is going to cost me,

but Betty does,

which means
she'd be more than happy

to dig through your files

and find my
original billing sheet,

you know, the one that can get
you kicked out of the bar.

Eric, you said

if I brought the client over,
this would be over.

It's not my fault
you're a shitty negotiator.

So make Betty a senior partner
and move on,

or this firm is gonna lose
another name off its wall,

and this time, it'll be yours.

DONNA: Gretchen, can I talk
to you for a second?

- Don't tell me.
- You were right.

They did demand
that Alex fire you.

- He refused.
- No.

Mmm-mmm.

I can't let that happen.

What?

I'm going to tell Robert
it was my fault.

I'll retire.

Maybe that'll save
Alex's client.

Gretchen, what happened
was as much my fault as yours.

Alex was right. I should've
followed up with Leroy.

It was a simple mistake.

And I should've been able
to fix it!

I tried to call in
every favor I could.

That woman laughed me out
of the office.

And I always told myself,
when I ran out of juice,

I'd hang it up.

Well, turns out,
I'm squeezed dry.

Gretchen, I can't tell you
when it's time,

but I can tell you
that it took Mike going to prison

for Harvey to learn
that some mistakes can't be fixed,

and I'll tell you
something else.

The night
that Mike went away,

Harvey thought
about hanging it up, too,

but if he tapped out,
he couldn't fight to get Mike out,

and deep down, he knew that he still
had a lot of fight left in him.

What if I don't?

You wouldn't be
telling me this if you didn't,

because offering to retire is
just another way of fighting to fix it.

How am I supposed to look Alex
in the eye tomorrow?

You just do it,

and it'll be okay,

because someone who would
offer to pack it in for him

doesn't come around
very often.

In fact,
when he finds out about it,

I bet he is in my office
bright and early,

saying you should get a raise.

You're saying you're willing
to give me a raise?

- No. You just lost this firm a huge client.
- (LAUGHS)

Thanks, Red.

I hope that when you're thinking
about packing it in,

you have someone like you

to talk you out of it too.

Gretchen,

get yourself on over here.

HARVEY:
Hey. Is it done?

It's done.

For what it's worth,

we threw some good punches.

Just doesn't feel that way.

Well, maybe
that's a good thing.

How's that?

Because the next time
Kaldor comes around,

you're gonna remember
how this felt.

What do you say
we hit the gym

and go a few rounds?

- Not tonight.
- Why not?

Because I'd feel bad

that I'd lost a client,
and I'd let you win,

and I don't want
to let you win.

You really think you can beat me,
don't you?

I know I can.

Isn't that what you
thought about Eric Kaldor?

That's different,
and you know it.

Let me tell you
something, Samantha.

I never thought
I could lose

until Mike Ross
went to prison.

I still don't ever think
I'm gonna lose,

but I know in the back
of my mind that one time I did.

It's just a thought.

I'll keep that in mind.

Good night, Harvey.

Good night, Samantha.

Harvey?

Just so you know,

if I had another chance
to keep an innocent woman

out of prison,
I'd do it again.

That's between you
and your maker,

but if there is a next time,

how about you make sure
there aren't any Betty Palmers?