The Good Wife (2009–2016): Season 1, Episode 19 - Boom - full transcript
Stern launches his plan to take down Lockhart and Gardner and steal all their best lawyers, while a potential surprise witness emerges with dirt against Peter.
Previously on The Good Wife:
Transmitter, is to be worn around
your ankle at all times.
You're confined to the
apartment 24 hours a day.
It must not cross this line.
Your condition is your...
There is no condition!
I'll be damned
if I'm going to have
people think that Jonas Stern
is losing his mind.
You've done wrong.
I know I have.
Your marriage is in trouble
because you don't acknowledge
true repentance.
Tell me what I have to do.
I'm going to take a
third of your business,
and then I'm coming
back for the rest.
"At 5:16 p.m.
on September 5, the explosion hit.
"It was felt
over four blocks away.
"Federal investigators
determined it was a pipe bomb
"consisting of ammonium nitrate
"and anhydrous
hydrazine nitrate,
"which had been thrown
through the window
"of the newsroom layout office.
"No culprits
were ever apprehended,
"and the federal government
continues to investigate.
"The explosion killed
the plaintiff
"Mr. Jeffrey Sanborn, 42,
managing editor
of the Cook County Vindicator""
Exception.
"Resulted in his death."
Uh, noted and accepted.
Replacing "killed."
"Mr. Sanborn is married
"and has two teenaged
dependents who will suffer
"from loss of wages
and affection.
"Mr. Clay and the Cook
County Vindicator, jointly
and severally, agree to pay..."
Uh, Julius?
"$250,000 from capped
business insurance
and $100,000 from capped
renter's insurance""
But only if we agree now.
We agree.
Mrs. Sanborn?
Mrs. Sanborn?
The man
you're discussing--
my husband--
he was working on a novel.
I just started reading it.
It's... beautiful.
And you're telling me
that he's worth $350,000?
Mrs. Sanborn, no money could
ever replace your husband,
but the only way
we can talk here
is about money.
I'm sorry.
I've been reading a lot
of books about grief,
and they all suggest
waiting six months
before you make
any big changes in your life.
Well, Jeffrey died exactly
six months ago this week, so...
you're fired...
and you are, too.
Mrs. Sanborn, if you do this,
we have to start over,
and you may not get a better
settlement from our client.
I think I will.
Why?
Why do you think that?
Because I just hired
a new lawyer.
Jeanette!
Oh!
Oh, how I missed you, baby doll.
Ah, good to see you.
Hey, get out of this hellhole,
come work for a real law firm.
I have arrived.
Mr. Stern,
thank you for joining us.
Mrs. Sanborn, it is an extreme
and unconditional pleasure.
Hello, Julius.
I see you haven't
taken down the "S" yet.
We're looking for a new Stern.
Coffee, two sugars.
Thanks.
How about you three?
Anybody want coffee?
Ah, it'll just be one coffee.
How are you feeling, Mr. Stern?
How am I feeling, huh?
Well, I'm feeling
like amending a complaint.
How does that sound?
Jonas,
the insurance has been
capped at $350,000.
The newspaper can't
pay anymore.
Unless it was
an intentional act.
Intentional act opens you up
to punitive damages.
I love when she
talks like that.
It sounds so good coming
from a young person.
How is it an intentional act?
Your client published
an editorial cartoon
which depicts
the Prophet Muhammad
being humiliated.
Being body scanned
at an airport metal detector.
And while all the other white
passengers are waved through.
It was intended to criticize
racial profiling.
All the while, your client knew
that Islam prohibits
any pictorial depiction
of the Prophet,
and he cut back on security
at the exact moment
he should have increased it.
A cost-cutting measure.
Read the settlement, Jonas.
You know what happened in
Denmark when the Morning Post
published cartoons
just like this.
Riots,
death threats.
This isn't
about Mrs. Sanborn, Jonas.
This is about us.
Of course it's about us.
I'm going to destroy your firm.
And Mrs. Sanborn
understands that,
don't you, dear?
I do.
How much are you suing for?
Didn't I ask for coffee?
How much in punitive?
$25 million.
Here's the amended suit.
Mrs. Florrick.
May I have a moment?
How am I feeling?
It was an innocent question.
Attorney-client privilege.
What you know about me, what
you know about my condition
is for us to know
and no one else.
You do understand that?
Oh, there it is again.
That poker face.
You know, I always thought
the CIA could learn something
from the suburban housewife.
Do you understand?
I understand
the obligations of my job.
Good.
Oh, has your friend Will Gardner
stabbed you in the back yet?
Would you like me to get him
on the phone for you?
You can ask.
Ask him who he's
meeting with right now.
Or does the name Gerald Kozko
mean anything to you?
He's a real estate developer.
Underwater,
and unless I'm mistaken,
his name keeps coming up
in connection
with your husband's case.
Always a pleasure,
Mrs. Florrick.
Well, it's never
about the money.
It's always about
something else.
Well, I'm sorry we can't help.
Take care.
Mrs. Florrick.
Mister...?
Kozko, Gerald.
We've never met.
How's Peter?
Fine.
I didn't know you knew Will.
I don't; I
was shopping
for more lawyers to
join my defense team,
but it appears we have
a conflict of interest--
you.
Anyway, glad to meet you.
Peter always said
he was a lucky guy.
Now I see why.
Would you tell Peter
something for me?
Tell him I'm sorry.
For?
He'll know what I mean.
My greater
Lucius Clay
founded the Vindicator.
In his first editorial
he endorsed Abraham Lincoln.
In his last he railed
against Prohibition.
The Trib and the Sun-Times
may be bigger,
but they have to answer
to corporate ownership.
Dumbwaiters.
Lucius set them up
to shuttle in the booze.
And so we gladly admit that
we have committed this attack
upon the blasphemous,
who published this cartoon,
to defend the honor
of all Muslims
and of Allah's beloved prophet.
Peace be upon him.
Yes, I've seen this.
How does it hurt us?
The plaintiff says
it's no secret
this group's been active
in Chicago.
Six months earlier,
they committed
an identical bombing
at a synagogue.
And you had to know that
cartoon might provoke them.
My job is to provoke.
Because it sells papers?
Because freedom of the press
is meaningless unless
somebody actually uses it.
I'm not trying
to be insensitive.
Jeff Sanborn was
a very good friend.
We came up together.
The problem, Mr. Clay,
is their argument is,
you did it
to increase circulation.
It's not like I commissioned
this cartoon,
hoping it was going
to anger Muslims.
We had an online contest-- best
political cartoon, any subject.
And you picked the cartoon?
In consultation with my editors.
Jeffrey Sanborn, too?
Sure,
of course.
So, even if Stern can show
he intended this to happen,
Sanborn was
contributorily negligent.
Might not be a total win,
but it's enough to get us
back to the table.
We'll need something more
than Mr. Clay's testimony
to establish it.
What about the cartoonist?
It was an anonymous submission.
I sent the money
to a Paypal account.
Routed through a proxy.
There's no way to trace it.
We'll see.
I'll get Kalinda on it.
♪ ♪
Returning to the
scene of the crime?
You're not going
to pout, are you?
I hate when men pout.
Go away.
Okay, let's inspect the
level of coincidence here.
I haven't seen you
since college.
We bump into each other here.
You ask me what I'm doing.
I talk about the
Muhammad cartoon case,
and then the next
day-- lo and behold--
you and your firm
are suing my client.
Cary, think about it.
If I let slip a piece
of information like that to you,
you'd be on the phone to your
boss before our second drink.
Okay.
Then your turn.
What's going on at work?
Okay, I'll play.
Stern wants you.
Stern wants me?
Last night you wanted
me, now he wants me.
Lockhart, Gardner
is going under.
It's a hollowed-out shell.
Because Stern keeps
taking our clients.
In one year, your firm
will be nothing but an empty
floor in an office building.
Stern's got equity,
plenty of business,
no contest.
That's right, your little
contest with Mrs. Florrick.
You're losing.
I got more billable hours.
And Florrick's got a name.
Stern is new.
There's a better path
to partnership.
Think about it.
You won't be alone.
Oh, I won't be alone?
In leaving Lockhart, Gardner.
You're raiding us?
Mm-hmm.
So where are we on
getting me to church?
I'm filing a
religious exception
to electronic monitoring.
It doesn't always work,
but we'll hope for the best.
Maybe next Sunday.
And I am getting a
photographer at the church.
I don't care
what the good pastor has to say.
Eli, we're not doing that.
What is it?
What's the mater?
Well, it's...
probably nothing.
Um, Childs is changing the
direction with the retrial.
He's giving up the sex angle.
What?
That's all he's got.
Is he changing the trial date?
No.
Two months away.
I don't understand, then.
I am hearing chatter
about a surprise witness.
So who can hurt you?
Well, if they're going to lie,
anybody can hurt me.
Maybe Childs is trying to
quietly make this disappear.
I doubt it.
Hey, hon.
Gerald Kozko was
at my office today.
He wanted me to tell you
something.
He said, "Tell Peter I'm sorry""
Damn.
No. Kozko and Childs
hate each other.
There's no way he's going
to grant him immunity.
Well, he would if it's
the only way to get Peter.
We need...
You're standing in my kitchen.
Whatever you have to say,
you can say it in front of me.
You heard her.
Mrs. Sanborn,
did your husband have a close
relationship with his employer?
Mr. Clay?
Yes. Until recently.
It had become strained--
their friendship.
And why was that?
Objection.
Beyond the scope.
Well, I really think
we're safe here.
Don't you?
You may answer, Mrs. Sanborn.
The paper was
in financial trouble.
They had to lay off
a lot of staff.
The stress took its toll.
Jeff was also frustrated
by Mr. Clay's pursuit
of a New Yorker cover.
Something controversial.
Like the Obama fist-bump cartoon
on the New Yorker.
Something that would
increase readership.
Well, Mrs. Sanborn,
did your husband help
Mr. Clay choose the cartoon
for publication in the paper?
Yes.
It was a contest, and he helped
Mr. Clay judge it.
But the cartoon that appeared
was different,
wasn't it?
Yes.
I saw the original.
It didn't depict Muhammad.
It was just
a Middle-Eastern man.
Jeffrey told me
that the decision to change it
to Muhammad was Mr. Clay's.
To generate more controversy.
Is it just me,
or do we really need
to find that cartoonist?
So, here's your cartoon.
Now, you see this
cross-hatching?
How it almost looks like bars?
That can indicate a
sense of suffocation.
Like they can't say
what they mean.
In this case, it might indicate
someone who's a
Muslim themselves.
Fascinating.
Yeah.
Does this really work?
Graphology?
Applied to drawing.
It does if you know
what you're looking for.
You don't respect
my job, do you?
I am... incredulous.
It's best with comparison.
You run an image search,
cross-referenced
with the unique elements
of the sample drawing.
Still too much.
Narrow it by location.
Chicago.
Better.
Mm.
Wow.
Looks like I am a believer.
The thing is,
when you hired me,
I was told the
firm had a program
for lending associates money
against our salaries--
for down payments, cars.
Accounting turned you down?
Yeah.
And I got my eye on a
condo in Lincoln Park.
Interest rates are still low.
Look, money's a little tight
these days, that's all.
Yeah, I just want to know
if there's anything
I should be aware of.
About my future.
About your...?
No.
Nobody's trying
to tell you anything.
It's just money's tight.
So I'm still in the running?
You are.
Nobody's made any decisions yet.
Is that it?
Yes.
So how's Peter doing?
He's good.
I mean, he'd be a lot better
if he had a clearer sense
of what Childs was planning.
So, he got the message?
My apology?
Yeah.
Look, you and Peter
go back a long way.
If Childs is threatening you,
Peter wants to help his friends
in any way he can.
Well, I don't want
to hurt Peter.
But it's not just me.
I have a legacy to protect.
My son.
Peter has a family, too.
We all have families.
Okay, let's cut
the pleasantries.
Whatever you have, or think
you can devise, to hurt Peter--
he has twice as much
to hurt you.
I know your reputation,
Mr. Gold.
Then you know
I don't screw around.
I know Peter has religion.
Meaning?
He's off his game.
You have a pastor giving him
spiritual instruction.
Now he's going to church.
Hey, I'm in risk
assessment, Mr. Gold.
At the moment, Childs
is the bigger risk.
Did he give you immunity?
Oh, that's not good.
Not at all.
We don't threaten
with a subpoena unless
he refuses to testify.
How about we don't
threaten at all?
Yes?
Mrs. Bassir?
Dr. Bassir.
May I help you?
Oh, so sorry.
Yes, of course.
Um, is your husband home?
My husband?
My husband doesn't live
in this country.
Is there a Tarik Bassir here?
A cartoonist?
Yeah, that's me.
What's up?
Yeah, it was my idea.
Some jerk at the airport
gave me a hard time,
so I drew about it.
First I made it just a picture
of a random Muslim.
Then I thought--
what the hell?
Language.
I mean, if I'm going
to make a statement,
why not really make
a statement, you know?
So it was your idea to depict...
The Prophet.
Yeah. Somebody has to do
something or the Fundies win.
The...
Fundamentalists.
I e-mailed Clay,
told him I wanted
to change the cartoon.
Put it out in the open,
get other Muslims
to reexamine
their preconceptions.
Then why do it anonymously?
Hey, I'm 15 years old.
Why do I do anything?
You have to understand--
I knew nothing
about any of this.
Not until after.
And would you be willing
to testify about
all of this, Tarik?
That's not up to Tarik.
Well, he could testify
in camera--
in the judge's chambers.
There would only be the judge,
the lawyers, the
court reporters.
We would use a pseudonym.
Mrs. Florrick, Miss Sharma,
I know the name
of only one cartoonist.
Kurt Westergaard,
the man who drew one
of the cartoons of Muhammad
in the Danish paper
five years ago.
And he has been living
under 24-hour security
since then.
I will not do that to my son.
You explained
he could testify in camera?
Yes. She doesn't
want to take a chance.
Well, if she
doesn't produce him,
she'll be held in contempt.
No.
Uh, we need him.
He is the only one
who can corroborate
the cartoon was
his idea, not yours.
I already have Jeff Sanborn's
blood on my hands.
I won't have this kid's.
This kid is all
we have, Charles.
If we don't use him, we need
an alternate story for the jury.
Counterterrorism
unit just finished
its preliminary bombing report.
Maybe there's something
we overlooked.
Can you get your hands on it?
I can try.
If I leave Lockhart/Gardner,
I don't want it to be a dozen
junior associates and me.
It won't be.
We've got an equity partner.
Ten associates.
You got an equity partner?
There's a lot of unhappiness
at Lockhart/Gardner.
Which one?
I like your hair messy.
Don't comb it, okay?
Ten litigators,
an unhappy equity partner.
It's Julius, isn't it?
He was always close to Stern.
You are a smart boy.
He tried to poach you?
Stern did?
Yes.
And 11 others.
Who?
The only name I know
is Julius Cain.
I don't want you to think
for one moment
I was considering taking it.
Of course not.
I'm a team player.
I just want to do what's
right for the firm.
Thanks, Cary.
Yeah.
Oh.
I'm working on your loan.
I think we can make it work.
Thanks.
I really appreciate that.
Yes, I was at the Vindicator
when Mr. Clay made the decision
to publish the cartoon.
And did you argue against it?
I did.
I felt it was insensitive
to Muslim believers,
especially when the same point
could be made
without depicting Muhammad.
You also argued
that it was reckless.
I was the reporter
on the synagogue bombing.
I saw the devastation
that caused.
Mr. Thiessen,
were you present
when Mr. Clay met
with the Vindicator lawyer
prior to the publication
of the cartoon?
Objection, Your Honor!
Attorney-client privilege.
Mr. Thiessen observed
the conversation, Your Honor,
and is not covered
by the privilege.
That makes sense to me.
Doesn't it, Ms. Lockhart?
I'll allow.
What was said at this meeting?
The lawyer referenced
the New York Times
and Yale University Press
decision not to reprint
the Danish cartoon.
He believed, in both cases,
the fear of inciting violence
trumped the public's
need to know.
Thank you, sir.
Mr. Thiessen, you were worried
that the paper would
be insensitive
to religious believers
by printing the cartoon?
Yes.
I'm not a Muslim myself,
but I can sympathize.
And what is this?
"Piss Christ."
I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you.
"Piss... Christ."
Yes, an artwork
depicting a crucifix
placed in a cup of urine.
This photo illustrated
an article of yours
on controversial art?
My goodness.
Why not the same sensitivity
to religious believers?
Because that
is unlikely to incite violence.
So, it's not about sensitivity,
it's about fear?
It's about both.
Mm-hmm. You were fired
from the Vindicator,
weren't you, Mr. Thiessen,
as part of Mr. Clay's
cost-cutting?
Yes. But that has nothing
to do with my testimony.
Who are you?
The plumber. Who are you?
I'm Jackie.
That means nothing to me.
Peter's mother.
Oh, yes, of course.
Mrs. Florrick.
I'm... I'm Eli Gold.
Please, come on in.
You're not the plumber.
No.
I'm Peter's, uh,
image consultant.
Call me Eli.
I like that brooch.
Thank you. Where's my son?
He's just...
He's meeting with his pastor.
His...
Pastor.
But please go in.
I'm sure they'd
love to say hello.
Yeah,
it was good.
We had a guide and a porter.
And his sister was there.
They've been meeting
once a week for prayer,
spiritual guidance...
and the sharing
of Jesus Christ.
Who is that man?
Isaiah Easton,
pastor at Lord
in Christ Church.
On 95th?
Yes.
Southside.
There is something
in the FBI report.
The theory is that the bomb was
tossed in through the window.
Just like the synagogue.
Yeah.
But all the windows
were blown out by the force
of the blast.
So?
So there's no way to tell
if the bomb was
tossed in or not.
That's the blast site.
You remember what Clay said?
Those dumbwaiters they used during
Prohibition to haul the liquor up--
they're all over the place.
So, this is the access
to the office dumbwaiter.
Well, the blast blew it apart.
It doesn't mean it
went up this way.
What?
What is it?
Kalinda, words.
The bomb was hydrogen nitrate,
a liquid explosive,
and it stains
concrete, not tile.
How do you know that?
Looked it up.
Look.
The stain splattered here...
not here.
Concrete, not tile.
Well, it could have
come down the shaft
from the blast.
Not in liquid form.
So, what are you saying,
someone mixed the bomb here
and raised it...
on the dumbwaiter?
I'm not saying anything;
I'm just staring
at a stain.
But if the bomb
was mixed here...
we're talking
about an inside job.
The blast blew apart the
wall of the waiter,
so there was no evidence
that it was even there.
Should I bring
Julius in on this?
No, not yet.
We'll update him later.
I still don't understand
how the Feds missed this.
Well, my guess is, they didn't.
Their investigation
is still open.
They just didn't issue
any of their findings.
And they won't until they catch
whoever's responsible.
Cary.
Come on in.
The question is,
what does it mean?
Well, Stern's theory is that
Clay wanted a violent backlash.
That rests on the fact that
he cut back security.
Yeah, but if the bomb
came from inside,
no security would've been
able to prevent it. Right.
Stern will still argue
that the bomb was planted
by a radical Islamic group.
They just had help from inside.
So talk to the employees.
That could help.
A lone bomber in the office.
How many Muslim
employees does he have?
Can't be many.
So we're going to
racially profile?
The exact thing
the cartoon was against.
No. We're gonna
step nicely
past the ironies
and defend our client.
Go over the employees
for the last five years.
Okay.
Shall we?
Julius, can we talk
to you for a second?
What's that about?
It's a betrayal.
It's a business decision.
What happened to loyalty?
It exited the building
the day you fired
half of tax litigation.
Look...
I really didn't want it
to get back to you this way,
but, uh, it's no secret
this place is
going through
financial troubles.
Half of which is
Stern's fault, Julius.
There was trouble before Stern
started to take clients.
Right now his firm
seems more stable,
and I consider him a mentor.
- So do I.
But at the end of the day,
I bet on myself, not him.
With Stern,
it's all about Stern.
I'm sorry.
Julius.
You're one of the best
lawyers we have.
You have a great client list.
So what's it gonna take?
Here's my offer from Stern.
We can match it.
What about, uh, gearing up
that diversity program
we keep talking about?
That'll cost us money
we don't have.
We lag behind virtually
every other major Chicago firm
in diversity hiring.
I'm tired of being
the poster boy
for affirmative
action around here.
Okay, fine.
We'll find the money.
All right.
Now, it's your turn
to do something for us.
Ten other lawyers
who were gonna go with you--...
...their names.
What, you want me to...
But now they'll stay.
Stern wanted me, not them.
We don't want turncoats
with access
to proprietary information.
You're gonna fire them.
It's more money
for diversity hiring.
Write down the names.
What is that?
The results
of my questioning
the employees.
One received that
the week before the attack.
Tell they didn't
take this to Clay.
They took it to Clay.
And he ignored it?
Yes.
Which makes it even worse
that it was an inside job.
Clay isn't liable for unforeseeable
acts of his employees.
But now? If he
had prior notice?
If we know this,
Stern knows this.
Oh, well, that's
a happy thought.
That's me, Mr. Cheer.
Well, it makes Clay's
questioning tomorrow
that much more important.
Oh. Which brings up
another problem.
Julius was
handling questioning.
Why is that a problem?
Maybe Cary should take it.
No. Alicia.
She can get in Stern's
face more effectively.
The fact is, you know something
about Stern no one else knows.
I can't use it, Kalinda.
You can't not use it.
It violates attorney-client
privilege.
Only if you tell someone,
so don't tell someone.
All right, see you, then.
I want you to meet
Bishop Grayson.
Mom.
He's a nice Episcopalian priest.
He will help you put this
religion stuff into perspective.
It is in perspective.
That's not perspective.
This is about Alicia, isn't it?
No.
No, it's not.
It's about me.
And I need a change.
No, you don't, Peter.
You are a good man.
You want to blame yourself.
But you apologized.
You apologized again, and again.
Anybody who wants another
apology from you
only wants you to be weak.
So stop this.
Stop this now.
My son will not be made weak.
You are one scary mom.
Yes. And you are
a good son.
Mrs. Sanborn stated
under oath that
it was your decision
to have the cartoon depict
the Prophet Muhammad.
That's untrue.
The cartoonist contacted me
with that idea.
Still,
it was your decision
to run the cartoon, Mr. Clay.
Why did you?
'Cause it was newsworthy.
It wasn't sensational.
And this is America--
we can handle it.
Thank you.
Mr. Clay,
what is The Naked Columnist?
An advice columnist in my paper
who supposedly answers
questions in the nude.
And that is newsworthy.
That's not sensational.
It is not on the front page.
And this is America.
We can handle it.
The Naked... Columnist.
There's room for entertainment
in every paper.
A lot of room, apparently.
You devoted 10,000
column inches
to The Naked
Columnist last year.
Do you know how many
you devoted to Iraq?
I'm battling Internet
competitors, sir.
Competitors who are willing to
give away their product for free.
Mr. Clay, are you aware
that the police now believe
that this bombing was
an inside job?
Objection!
Not in evidence. Yes.
Your Honor, this is
plaintiff's exhibit N--
the police report...
filed...
yesterday morning.
Mr. Clay, you don't know
anything about this, do you?
Objection!
Argumentative.
Uh, Your Honor, it's a
simple leading question.
Overruled.
Um, you may answer.
I'm sorry,
wh-what was the question?
The question was, uh...
The police
now believe that the bombing
was an inside job, that the bomb
was hoisted up through a dumbwaiter.
Objection! Again,
not in evidence.
It is in
the investigative report.
The investigative report
merely states
that it appears
a bomb was planted from inside.
It doesn't say
anything specifically
about dumbwaiters.
We ask that statement
be stricken from the record.
Is that really necessary,
Mrs. Florrick?
Overruled.
Thank you, Your Honor.
Uh...
Ugh.
Where was I?
Uh, right, right.
Dumbwaiter, employees.
So, Mr. Clay,
have any of the employees
approached you about threats
they might have been receiv...?
Objection.
Overly vague.
Mrs. Florrick.
You're right.
Withdrawn, Your Honor.
You may proceed, Mr. Stern.
Yes. Thank you, Your Honor.
Um... One moment.
Mr. Stern?
Yes. Just-just
one moment, please. Thank you.
Inside job.
The threat.
A threat.
Mr. Stern.
The documents. No, no.
Do you have any further
questions for this witness?
Damn it, give me a minute!
Oh.
I am sorry, Your Honor.
I... I just, uh...
I, um...
I have nothing further.
Thank you, Mr. Clay.
You are dismissed.
Please refrain from
speaking with the jury
and make yourself available
for further questions.
At this time,
I suggest a, uh,
a ten-minute recess.
You know what I still don't understand
we're still
treating this
like jihad even though
it's an inside job.
Because of the
threat. The bomb?
Look.
You were talking about
racial profiling, right?
What if someone
was using our bias
to make us think it was jihad
when it was really
something else?
Okay.
I'm listening.
And...
That's all I got.
I didn't say I was
solving something.
I just said I
didn't understand.
I want credit for it.
Whatever you get,
I want credit.
Hmm. Whatever.
Mr.
Thiessen, you covered the bombing
at the Oak Lawn synagogue?
That's right.
And it's
your opinion that this bomb
was very similar to that one?
Identical.
In both cases,
the device was fashioned
from a metal canister,
densely packed with hydrazine
nitrate explosive and a
simple,
remote-triggered circuit.
But this utilized a different
triggering mechanism
than the synagogue bombing?
No, no.
It was identical.
A modified flashbulb?
Yes, from a camera.
It's quite clever.
It produces just enough flame
to trigger the fuse.
Oh, that's interesting.
But when you reported
on the synagogue bombing,
you never mentioned that fact.
It's kind of
a technical detail.
A little beyond the scope
of a basic news article.
Of course.
It's just that
whoever planted the
bomb at the Vindicator
had to know the layout
of the building,
the dumbwaiters,
Mr. Sanborn's schedule,
and how to build a bomb
exactly like
the Defenders of Allah's.
Objection, Your Honor!
Objection?
There hasn't been
a question yet.
Overruled.
And if you never reported
on the triggering mechanism,
Mr. Thiessen,
the only person I can think of
who possesses all
of that knowledge would be you.
Objection, Your Honor.
This is completely
without basis.
Yes, I'm afraid you're right.
I have to sustain
that objection.
Well, that's okay,
Your Honor.
I have nothing further.
♪ I've got a home in glory land
that outshines the sun ♪
♪ I've got a home in glory
land that outshines the sun ♪
♪ I've got a home in glory land
that... ♪
Mrs. Florrick,
thank you for visiting.
Peter.
Pastor.
Pastor,
this is Zach and Grace.
Welcome.
♪ Do Lord, oh, do Lord,
oh, do remember me... ♪
Mrs. Florrick, would you
ever like to talk sometime,
just the two of us?
No.
I have respected the way
you've stood by your husband.
It's a lesson in forbearance.
Well, it's a lesson
in something.
♪ I took Jesus as my savior ♪
♪ You can take Him, too... ♪
You told your boss.
About being poached? Sure.
And Julius?
I told you that in confidence.
Stern found out I leaked.
He fired me.
I know. That's
why the coffee.
Why'd you tell them?
Why didn't you just
come over to Stern's?
You don't seem like
the loyal type.
I know.
It's crazy, huh?
What about Lockhart/Gardner?
Is there a job there?
For who?
Me.
No.
What are you doing?
The coffee was too hot
to throw in your face.
I'm talking about
the very essence of our faith.
Take care.
What does
Christian forbearance mean?
When the Apostle Paul wrote
in Philippians,
chapter four, verse five,
"Let your forbearing
spirit be evident to all,"
what did he mean by that?
Did he mean that we should
tell our neighbor...
I'll be right back.
...I'll put up with you
until you improve?
No. Christian forbearance
has no time limits...
Gerry.
Okay, it's just us.
What's up?
Well...
...
bears all things and believes all things...
He's got me in a
corner. Childs.
He's got stuff on me
even you don't know about,
and he'll use it.
Unless you testify against me?
♪ I'm gonna lay down... ♪
Peter, I have no choice.
♪ Down by the riverside ♪
♪ Down by the riverside ♪
♪ Down by the riverside ♪
♪ I'm gonna lay down... ♪
You know Childs is going to
make you lie on the stand.
It's not all lies.
Not the videotape of us.
♪ Study war no more... ♪
You know the meeting
in the hotel room.
♪ Study war no more ♪
♪ Study war no mor-or-ore ♪
♪ I ain't gonna study war
no more ♪
Do you believe in hell?
♪ Study war no more... ♪
Do I believe in hell?
Sure. Why?
Do you believe you have
to answer for your sins?
Peter, we don't have time.
Do you believe it?
♪ Down by the riverside... ♪
Actually, I do, yes.
♪ Study war no more... ♪
Peter, I'm sorry.
He threatened me.
Childs threatened me.
He threatened everything.
Let's not even talk about
the stuff I have on you,
because you're beyond
caring about that.
Let's, let's talk about the stuff
I have on your son Anthony.
Your married son.
That's right.
Your beautiful legacy.
Peter.
Peter, don't.
Don't. You're a Christian.
You're damn right I am.
♪ Down by the riverside... ♪
Haven't you read
the Old Testament?
♪ Down by the riverside ♪
♪ Study war no more ♪
♪ I ain't gonna
study war no more ♪
♪ I ain't gonna ♪
♪ Study war no more ♪
♪ Study war no mo-or-ore ♪
♪ Study war no more ♪
♪ I ain't gonna ♪
♪ Study war no more ♪
♪ No more ♪
♪ Study war no more ♪
♪ I ain't gonna
study war no more ♪
♪ No more ♪
♪ Study war no more ♪
♪ No more ♪
♪ Study war no mor-or-ore ♪
♪ Study war no more... ♪
Tonight's good.
Yeah.
No.
Oh, I can make the reservation.
No, it's fine.
Will, really, it's fine.
Hey, I phoned you.
Good. We'll have fun.
Okay, I'll see you soon.
You're going out?
Yup.
Where?
I don't know.
Preheat the oven
for ten minutes.
Ignore the box.
It says it cooks in 12 minutes,
but it's really 15.
Oh, come on. Am I not supposed
to be jealous?
I don't think
I care what you are.
Tell Zach only one
hour on the computer.
I... I feel like
you're punishing me
for something I didn't do.
I'm not punishing you, Peter.
I'm going out to dinner
with an old friend.
What you saw at church
was me protecting our family.
The guy was wearing a wire.
It's over.
What is?
Us. Me caring.
Me actually thinking
that you're changing.
I am changing.
No, you're not.
You want to think you are
so you can go back
to what you did before.
Then help me.
Help me.
If you're right, help me.
No.
You once said
that everything would be fine
if we just kept talking.
We can...
We can argue,
we can fight,
but we have to keep talking.
So, there's nothing I can say?
That's right.
Transmitter, is to be worn around
your ankle at all times.
You're confined to the
apartment 24 hours a day.
It must not cross this line.
Your condition is your...
There is no condition!
I'll be damned
if I'm going to have
people think that Jonas Stern
is losing his mind.
You've done wrong.
I know I have.
Your marriage is in trouble
because you don't acknowledge
true repentance.
Tell me what I have to do.
I'm going to take a
third of your business,
and then I'm coming
back for the rest.
"At 5:16 p.m.
on September 5, the explosion hit.
"It was felt
over four blocks away.
"Federal investigators
determined it was a pipe bomb
"consisting of ammonium nitrate
"and anhydrous
hydrazine nitrate,
"which had been thrown
through the window
"of the newsroom layout office.
"No culprits
were ever apprehended,
"and the federal government
continues to investigate.
"The explosion killed
the plaintiff
"Mr. Jeffrey Sanborn, 42,
managing editor
of the Cook County Vindicator""
Exception.
"Resulted in his death."
Uh, noted and accepted.
Replacing "killed."
"Mr. Sanborn is married
"and has two teenaged
dependents who will suffer
"from loss of wages
and affection.
"Mr. Clay and the Cook
County Vindicator, jointly
and severally, agree to pay..."
Uh, Julius?
"$250,000 from capped
business insurance
and $100,000 from capped
renter's insurance""
But only if we agree now.
We agree.
Mrs. Sanborn?
Mrs. Sanborn?
The man
you're discussing--
my husband--
he was working on a novel.
I just started reading it.
It's... beautiful.
And you're telling me
that he's worth $350,000?
Mrs. Sanborn, no money could
ever replace your husband,
but the only way
we can talk here
is about money.
I'm sorry.
I've been reading a lot
of books about grief,
and they all suggest
waiting six months
before you make
any big changes in your life.
Well, Jeffrey died exactly
six months ago this week, so...
you're fired...
and you are, too.
Mrs. Sanborn, if you do this,
we have to start over,
and you may not get a better
settlement from our client.
I think I will.
Why?
Why do you think that?
Because I just hired
a new lawyer.
Jeanette!
Oh!
Oh, how I missed you, baby doll.
Ah, good to see you.
Hey, get out of this hellhole,
come work for a real law firm.
I have arrived.
Mr. Stern,
thank you for joining us.
Mrs. Sanborn, it is an extreme
and unconditional pleasure.
Hello, Julius.
I see you haven't
taken down the "S" yet.
We're looking for a new Stern.
Coffee, two sugars.
Thanks.
How about you three?
Anybody want coffee?
Ah, it'll just be one coffee.
How are you feeling, Mr. Stern?
How am I feeling, huh?
Well, I'm feeling
like amending a complaint.
How does that sound?
Jonas,
the insurance has been
capped at $350,000.
The newspaper can't
pay anymore.
Unless it was
an intentional act.
Intentional act opens you up
to punitive damages.
I love when she
talks like that.
It sounds so good coming
from a young person.
How is it an intentional act?
Your client published
an editorial cartoon
which depicts
the Prophet Muhammad
being humiliated.
Being body scanned
at an airport metal detector.
And while all the other white
passengers are waved through.
It was intended to criticize
racial profiling.
All the while, your client knew
that Islam prohibits
any pictorial depiction
of the Prophet,
and he cut back on security
at the exact moment
he should have increased it.
A cost-cutting measure.
Read the settlement, Jonas.
You know what happened in
Denmark when the Morning Post
published cartoons
just like this.
Riots,
death threats.
This isn't
about Mrs. Sanborn, Jonas.
This is about us.
Of course it's about us.
I'm going to destroy your firm.
And Mrs. Sanborn
understands that,
don't you, dear?
I do.
How much are you suing for?
Didn't I ask for coffee?
How much in punitive?
$25 million.
Here's the amended suit.
Mrs. Florrick.
May I have a moment?
How am I feeling?
It was an innocent question.
Attorney-client privilege.
What you know about me, what
you know about my condition
is for us to know
and no one else.
You do understand that?
Oh, there it is again.
That poker face.
You know, I always thought
the CIA could learn something
from the suburban housewife.
Do you understand?
I understand
the obligations of my job.
Good.
Oh, has your friend Will Gardner
stabbed you in the back yet?
Would you like me to get him
on the phone for you?
You can ask.
Ask him who he's
meeting with right now.
Or does the name Gerald Kozko
mean anything to you?
He's a real estate developer.
Underwater,
and unless I'm mistaken,
his name keeps coming up
in connection
with your husband's case.
Always a pleasure,
Mrs. Florrick.
Well, it's never
about the money.
It's always about
something else.
Well, I'm sorry we can't help.
Take care.
Mrs. Florrick.
Mister...?
Kozko, Gerald.
We've never met.
How's Peter?
Fine.
I didn't know you knew Will.
I don't; I
was shopping
for more lawyers to
join my defense team,
but it appears we have
a conflict of interest--
you.
Anyway, glad to meet you.
Peter always said
he was a lucky guy.
Now I see why.
Would you tell Peter
something for me?
Tell him I'm sorry.
For?
He'll know what I mean.
My greater
Lucius Clay
founded the Vindicator.
In his first editorial
he endorsed Abraham Lincoln.
In his last he railed
against Prohibition.
The Trib and the Sun-Times
may be bigger,
but they have to answer
to corporate ownership.
Dumbwaiters.
Lucius set them up
to shuttle in the booze.
And so we gladly admit that
we have committed this attack
upon the blasphemous,
who published this cartoon,
to defend the honor
of all Muslims
and of Allah's beloved prophet.
Peace be upon him.
Yes, I've seen this.
How does it hurt us?
The plaintiff says
it's no secret
this group's been active
in Chicago.
Six months earlier,
they committed
an identical bombing
at a synagogue.
And you had to know that
cartoon might provoke them.
My job is to provoke.
Because it sells papers?
Because freedom of the press
is meaningless unless
somebody actually uses it.
I'm not trying
to be insensitive.
Jeff Sanborn was
a very good friend.
We came up together.
The problem, Mr. Clay,
is their argument is,
you did it
to increase circulation.
It's not like I commissioned
this cartoon,
hoping it was going
to anger Muslims.
We had an online contest-- best
political cartoon, any subject.
And you picked the cartoon?
In consultation with my editors.
Jeffrey Sanborn, too?
Sure,
of course.
So, even if Stern can show
he intended this to happen,
Sanborn was
contributorily negligent.
Might not be a total win,
but it's enough to get us
back to the table.
We'll need something more
than Mr. Clay's testimony
to establish it.
What about the cartoonist?
It was an anonymous submission.
I sent the money
to a Paypal account.
Routed through a proxy.
There's no way to trace it.
We'll see.
I'll get Kalinda on it.
♪ ♪
Returning to the
scene of the crime?
You're not going
to pout, are you?
I hate when men pout.
Go away.
Okay, let's inspect the
level of coincidence here.
I haven't seen you
since college.
We bump into each other here.
You ask me what I'm doing.
I talk about the
Muhammad cartoon case,
and then the next
day-- lo and behold--
you and your firm
are suing my client.
Cary, think about it.
If I let slip a piece
of information like that to you,
you'd be on the phone to your
boss before our second drink.
Okay.
Then your turn.
What's going on at work?
Okay, I'll play.
Stern wants you.
Stern wants me?
Last night you wanted
me, now he wants me.
Lockhart, Gardner
is going under.
It's a hollowed-out shell.
Because Stern keeps
taking our clients.
In one year, your firm
will be nothing but an empty
floor in an office building.
Stern's got equity,
plenty of business,
no contest.
That's right, your little
contest with Mrs. Florrick.
You're losing.
I got more billable hours.
And Florrick's got a name.
Stern is new.
There's a better path
to partnership.
Think about it.
You won't be alone.
Oh, I won't be alone?
In leaving Lockhart, Gardner.
You're raiding us?
Mm-hmm.
So where are we on
getting me to church?
I'm filing a
religious exception
to electronic monitoring.
It doesn't always work,
but we'll hope for the best.
Maybe next Sunday.
And I am getting a
photographer at the church.
I don't care
what the good pastor has to say.
Eli, we're not doing that.
What is it?
What's the mater?
Well, it's...
probably nothing.
Um, Childs is changing the
direction with the retrial.
He's giving up the sex angle.
What?
That's all he's got.
Is he changing the trial date?
No.
Two months away.
I don't understand, then.
I am hearing chatter
about a surprise witness.
So who can hurt you?
Well, if they're going to lie,
anybody can hurt me.
Maybe Childs is trying to
quietly make this disappear.
I doubt it.
Hey, hon.
Gerald Kozko was
at my office today.
He wanted me to tell you
something.
He said, "Tell Peter I'm sorry""
Damn.
No. Kozko and Childs
hate each other.
There's no way he's going
to grant him immunity.
Well, he would if it's
the only way to get Peter.
We need...
You're standing in my kitchen.
Whatever you have to say,
you can say it in front of me.
You heard her.
Mrs. Sanborn,
did your husband have a close
relationship with his employer?
Mr. Clay?
Yes. Until recently.
It had become strained--
their friendship.
And why was that?
Objection.
Beyond the scope.
Well, I really think
we're safe here.
Don't you?
You may answer, Mrs. Sanborn.
The paper was
in financial trouble.
They had to lay off
a lot of staff.
The stress took its toll.
Jeff was also frustrated
by Mr. Clay's pursuit
of a New Yorker cover.
Something controversial.
Like the Obama fist-bump cartoon
on the New Yorker.
Something that would
increase readership.
Well, Mrs. Sanborn,
did your husband help
Mr. Clay choose the cartoon
for publication in the paper?
Yes.
It was a contest, and he helped
Mr. Clay judge it.
But the cartoon that appeared
was different,
wasn't it?
Yes.
I saw the original.
It didn't depict Muhammad.
It was just
a Middle-Eastern man.
Jeffrey told me
that the decision to change it
to Muhammad was Mr. Clay's.
To generate more controversy.
Is it just me,
or do we really need
to find that cartoonist?
So, here's your cartoon.
Now, you see this
cross-hatching?
How it almost looks like bars?
That can indicate a
sense of suffocation.
Like they can't say
what they mean.
In this case, it might indicate
someone who's a
Muslim themselves.
Fascinating.
Yeah.
Does this really work?
Graphology?
Applied to drawing.
It does if you know
what you're looking for.
You don't respect
my job, do you?
I am... incredulous.
It's best with comparison.
You run an image search,
cross-referenced
with the unique elements
of the sample drawing.
Still too much.
Narrow it by location.
Chicago.
Better.
Mm.
Wow.
Looks like I am a believer.
The thing is,
when you hired me,
I was told the
firm had a program
for lending associates money
against our salaries--
for down payments, cars.
Accounting turned you down?
Yeah.
And I got my eye on a
condo in Lincoln Park.
Interest rates are still low.
Look, money's a little tight
these days, that's all.
Yeah, I just want to know
if there's anything
I should be aware of.
About my future.
About your...?
No.
Nobody's trying
to tell you anything.
It's just money's tight.
So I'm still in the running?
You are.
Nobody's made any decisions yet.
Is that it?
Yes.
So how's Peter doing?
He's good.
I mean, he'd be a lot better
if he had a clearer sense
of what Childs was planning.
So, he got the message?
My apology?
Yeah.
Look, you and Peter
go back a long way.
If Childs is threatening you,
Peter wants to help his friends
in any way he can.
Well, I don't want
to hurt Peter.
But it's not just me.
I have a legacy to protect.
My son.
Peter has a family, too.
We all have families.
Okay, let's cut
the pleasantries.
Whatever you have, or think
you can devise, to hurt Peter--
he has twice as much
to hurt you.
I know your reputation,
Mr. Gold.
Then you know
I don't screw around.
I know Peter has religion.
Meaning?
He's off his game.
You have a pastor giving him
spiritual instruction.
Now he's going to church.
Hey, I'm in risk
assessment, Mr. Gold.
At the moment, Childs
is the bigger risk.
Did he give you immunity?
Oh, that's not good.
Not at all.
We don't threaten
with a subpoena unless
he refuses to testify.
How about we don't
threaten at all?
Yes?
Mrs. Bassir?
Dr. Bassir.
May I help you?
Oh, so sorry.
Yes, of course.
Um, is your husband home?
My husband?
My husband doesn't live
in this country.
Is there a Tarik Bassir here?
A cartoonist?
Yeah, that's me.
What's up?
Yeah, it was my idea.
Some jerk at the airport
gave me a hard time,
so I drew about it.
First I made it just a picture
of a random Muslim.
Then I thought--
what the hell?
Language.
I mean, if I'm going
to make a statement,
why not really make
a statement, you know?
So it was your idea to depict...
The Prophet.
Yeah. Somebody has to do
something or the Fundies win.
The...
Fundamentalists.
I e-mailed Clay,
told him I wanted
to change the cartoon.
Put it out in the open,
get other Muslims
to reexamine
their preconceptions.
Then why do it anonymously?
Hey, I'm 15 years old.
Why do I do anything?
You have to understand--
I knew nothing
about any of this.
Not until after.
And would you be willing
to testify about
all of this, Tarik?
That's not up to Tarik.
Well, he could testify
in camera--
in the judge's chambers.
There would only be the judge,
the lawyers, the
court reporters.
We would use a pseudonym.
Mrs. Florrick, Miss Sharma,
I know the name
of only one cartoonist.
Kurt Westergaard,
the man who drew one
of the cartoons of Muhammad
in the Danish paper
five years ago.
And he has been living
under 24-hour security
since then.
I will not do that to my son.
You explained
he could testify in camera?
Yes. She doesn't
want to take a chance.
Well, if she
doesn't produce him,
she'll be held in contempt.
No.
Uh, we need him.
He is the only one
who can corroborate
the cartoon was
his idea, not yours.
I already have Jeff Sanborn's
blood on my hands.
I won't have this kid's.
This kid is all
we have, Charles.
If we don't use him, we need
an alternate story for the jury.
Counterterrorism
unit just finished
its preliminary bombing report.
Maybe there's something
we overlooked.
Can you get your hands on it?
I can try.
If I leave Lockhart/Gardner,
I don't want it to be a dozen
junior associates and me.
It won't be.
We've got an equity partner.
Ten associates.
You got an equity partner?
There's a lot of unhappiness
at Lockhart/Gardner.
Which one?
I like your hair messy.
Don't comb it, okay?
Ten litigators,
an unhappy equity partner.
It's Julius, isn't it?
He was always close to Stern.
You are a smart boy.
He tried to poach you?
Stern did?
Yes.
And 11 others.
Who?
The only name I know
is Julius Cain.
I don't want you to think
for one moment
I was considering taking it.
Of course not.
I'm a team player.
I just want to do what's
right for the firm.
Thanks, Cary.
Yeah.
Oh.
I'm working on your loan.
I think we can make it work.
Thanks.
I really appreciate that.
Yes, I was at the Vindicator
when Mr. Clay made the decision
to publish the cartoon.
And did you argue against it?
I did.
I felt it was insensitive
to Muslim believers,
especially when the same point
could be made
without depicting Muhammad.
You also argued
that it was reckless.
I was the reporter
on the synagogue bombing.
I saw the devastation
that caused.
Mr. Thiessen,
were you present
when Mr. Clay met
with the Vindicator lawyer
prior to the publication
of the cartoon?
Objection, Your Honor!
Attorney-client privilege.
Mr. Thiessen observed
the conversation, Your Honor,
and is not covered
by the privilege.
That makes sense to me.
Doesn't it, Ms. Lockhart?
I'll allow.
What was said at this meeting?
The lawyer referenced
the New York Times
and Yale University Press
decision not to reprint
the Danish cartoon.
He believed, in both cases,
the fear of inciting violence
trumped the public's
need to know.
Thank you, sir.
Mr. Thiessen, you were worried
that the paper would
be insensitive
to religious believers
by printing the cartoon?
Yes.
I'm not a Muslim myself,
but I can sympathize.
And what is this?
"Piss Christ."
I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you.
"Piss... Christ."
Yes, an artwork
depicting a crucifix
placed in a cup of urine.
This photo illustrated
an article of yours
on controversial art?
My goodness.
Why not the same sensitivity
to religious believers?
Because that
is unlikely to incite violence.
So, it's not about sensitivity,
it's about fear?
It's about both.
Mm-hmm. You were fired
from the Vindicator,
weren't you, Mr. Thiessen,
as part of Mr. Clay's
cost-cutting?
Yes. But that has nothing
to do with my testimony.
Who are you?
The plumber. Who are you?
I'm Jackie.
That means nothing to me.
Peter's mother.
Oh, yes, of course.
Mrs. Florrick.
I'm... I'm Eli Gold.
Please, come on in.
You're not the plumber.
No.
I'm Peter's, uh,
image consultant.
Call me Eli.
I like that brooch.
Thank you. Where's my son?
He's just...
He's meeting with his pastor.
His...
Pastor.
But please go in.
I'm sure they'd
love to say hello.
Yeah,
it was good.
We had a guide and a porter.
And his sister was there.
They've been meeting
once a week for prayer,
spiritual guidance...
and the sharing
of Jesus Christ.
Who is that man?
Isaiah Easton,
pastor at Lord
in Christ Church.
On 95th?
Yes.
Southside.
There is something
in the FBI report.
The theory is that the bomb was
tossed in through the window.
Just like the synagogue.
Yeah.
But all the windows
were blown out by the force
of the blast.
So?
So there's no way to tell
if the bomb was
tossed in or not.
That's the blast site.
You remember what Clay said?
Those dumbwaiters they used during
Prohibition to haul the liquor up--
they're all over the place.
So, this is the access
to the office dumbwaiter.
Well, the blast blew it apart.
It doesn't mean it
went up this way.
What?
What is it?
Kalinda, words.
The bomb was hydrogen nitrate,
a liquid explosive,
and it stains
concrete, not tile.
How do you know that?
Looked it up.
Look.
The stain splattered here...
not here.
Concrete, not tile.
Well, it could have
come down the shaft
from the blast.
Not in liquid form.
So, what are you saying,
someone mixed the bomb here
and raised it...
on the dumbwaiter?
I'm not saying anything;
I'm just staring
at a stain.
But if the bomb
was mixed here...
we're talking
about an inside job.
The blast blew apart the
wall of the waiter,
so there was no evidence
that it was even there.
Should I bring
Julius in on this?
No, not yet.
We'll update him later.
I still don't understand
how the Feds missed this.
Well, my guess is, they didn't.
Their investigation
is still open.
They just didn't issue
any of their findings.
And they won't until they catch
whoever's responsible.
Cary.
Come on in.
The question is,
what does it mean?
Well, Stern's theory is that
Clay wanted a violent backlash.
That rests on the fact that
he cut back security.
Yeah, but if the bomb
came from inside,
no security would've been
able to prevent it. Right.
Stern will still argue
that the bomb was planted
by a radical Islamic group.
They just had help from inside.
So talk to the employees.
That could help.
A lone bomber in the office.
How many Muslim
employees does he have?
Can't be many.
So we're going to
racially profile?
The exact thing
the cartoon was against.
No. We're gonna
step nicely
past the ironies
and defend our client.
Go over the employees
for the last five years.
Okay.
Shall we?
Julius, can we talk
to you for a second?
What's that about?
It's a betrayal.
It's a business decision.
What happened to loyalty?
It exited the building
the day you fired
half of tax litigation.
Look...
I really didn't want it
to get back to you this way,
but, uh, it's no secret
this place is
going through
financial troubles.
Half of which is
Stern's fault, Julius.
There was trouble before Stern
started to take clients.
Right now his firm
seems more stable,
and I consider him a mentor.
- So do I.
But at the end of the day,
I bet on myself, not him.
With Stern,
it's all about Stern.
I'm sorry.
Julius.
You're one of the best
lawyers we have.
You have a great client list.
So what's it gonna take?
Here's my offer from Stern.
We can match it.
What about, uh, gearing up
that diversity program
we keep talking about?
That'll cost us money
we don't have.
We lag behind virtually
every other major Chicago firm
in diversity hiring.
I'm tired of being
the poster boy
for affirmative
action around here.
Okay, fine.
We'll find the money.
All right.
Now, it's your turn
to do something for us.
Ten other lawyers
who were gonna go with you--...
...their names.
What, you want me to...
But now they'll stay.
Stern wanted me, not them.
We don't want turncoats
with access
to proprietary information.
You're gonna fire them.
It's more money
for diversity hiring.
Write down the names.
What is that?
The results
of my questioning
the employees.
One received that
the week before the attack.
Tell they didn't
take this to Clay.
They took it to Clay.
And he ignored it?
Yes.
Which makes it even worse
that it was an inside job.
Clay isn't liable for unforeseeable
acts of his employees.
But now? If he
had prior notice?
If we know this,
Stern knows this.
Oh, well, that's
a happy thought.
That's me, Mr. Cheer.
Well, it makes Clay's
questioning tomorrow
that much more important.
Oh. Which brings up
another problem.
Julius was
handling questioning.
Why is that a problem?
Maybe Cary should take it.
No. Alicia.
She can get in Stern's
face more effectively.
The fact is, you know something
about Stern no one else knows.
I can't use it, Kalinda.
You can't not use it.
It violates attorney-client
privilege.
Only if you tell someone,
so don't tell someone.
All right, see you, then.
I want you to meet
Bishop Grayson.
Mom.
He's a nice Episcopalian priest.
He will help you put this
religion stuff into perspective.
It is in perspective.
That's not perspective.
This is about Alicia, isn't it?
No.
No, it's not.
It's about me.
And I need a change.
No, you don't, Peter.
You are a good man.
You want to blame yourself.
But you apologized.
You apologized again, and again.
Anybody who wants another
apology from you
only wants you to be weak.
So stop this.
Stop this now.
My son will not be made weak.
You are one scary mom.
Yes. And you are
a good son.
Mrs. Sanborn stated
under oath that
it was your decision
to have the cartoon depict
the Prophet Muhammad.
That's untrue.
The cartoonist contacted me
with that idea.
Still,
it was your decision
to run the cartoon, Mr. Clay.
Why did you?
'Cause it was newsworthy.
It wasn't sensational.
And this is America--
we can handle it.
Thank you.
Mr. Clay,
what is The Naked Columnist?
An advice columnist in my paper
who supposedly answers
questions in the nude.
And that is newsworthy.
That's not sensational.
It is not on the front page.
And this is America.
We can handle it.
The Naked... Columnist.
There's room for entertainment
in every paper.
A lot of room, apparently.
You devoted 10,000
column inches
to The Naked
Columnist last year.
Do you know how many
you devoted to Iraq?
I'm battling Internet
competitors, sir.
Competitors who are willing to
give away their product for free.
Mr. Clay, are you aware
that the police now believe
that this bombing was
an inside job?
Objection!
Not in evidence. Yes.
Your Honor, this is
plaintiff's exhibit N--
the police report...
filed...
yesterday morning.
Mr. Clay, you don't know
anything about this, do you?
Objection!
Argumentative.
Uh, Your Honor, it's a
simple leading question.
Overruled.
Um, you may answer.
I'm sorry,
wh-what was the question?
The question was, uh...
The police
now believe that the bombing
was an inside job, that the bomb
was hoisted up through a dumbwaiter.
Objection! Again,
not in evidence.
It is in
the investigative report.
The investigative report
merely states
that it appears
a bomb was planted from inside.
It doesn't say
anything specifically
about dumbwaiters.
We ask that statement
be stricken from the record.
Is that really necessary,
Mrs. Florrick?
Overruled.
Thank you, Your Honor.
Uh...
Ugh.
Where was I?
Uh, right, right.
Dumbwaiter, employees.
So, Mr. Clay,
have any of the employees
approached you about threats
they might have been receiv...?
Objection.
Overly vague.
Mrs. Florrick.
You're right.
Withdrawn, Your Honor.
You may proceed, Mr. Stern.
Yes. Thank you, Your Honor.
Um... One moment.
Mr. Stern?
Yes. Just-just
one moment, please. Thank you.
Inside job.
The threat.
A threat.
Mr. Stern.
The documents. No, no.
Do you have any further
questions for this witness?
Damn it, give me a minute!
Oh.
I am sorry, Your Honor.
I... I just, uh...
I, um...
I have nothing further.
Thank you, Mr. Clay.
You are dismissed.
Please refrain from
speaking with the jury
and make yourself available
for further questions.
At this time,
I suggest a, uh,
a ten-minute recess.
You know what I still don't understand
we're still
treating this
like jihad even though
it's an inside job.
Because of the
threat. The bomb?
Look.
You were talking about
racial profiling, right?
What if someone
was using our bias
to make us think it was jihad
when it was really
something else?
Okay.
I'm listening.
And...
That's all I got.
I didn't say I was
solving something.
I just said I
didn't understand.
I want credit for it.
Whatever you get,
I want credit.
Hmm. Whatever.
Mr.
Thiessen, you covered the bombing
at the Oak Lawn synagogue?
That's right.
And it's
your opinion that this bomb
was very similar to that one?
Identical.
In both cases,
the device was fashioned
from a metal canister,
densely packed with hydrazine
nitrate explosive and a
simple,
remote-triggered circuit.
But this utilized a different
triggering mechanism
than the synagogue bombing?
No, no.
It was identical.
A modified flashbulb?
Yes, from a camera.
It's quite clever.
It produces just enough flame
to trigger the fuse.
Oh, that's interesting.
But when you reported
on the synagogue bombing,
you never mentioned that fact.
It's kind of
a technical detail.
A little beyond the scope
of a basic news article.
Of course.
It's just that
whoever planted the
bomb at the Vindicator
had to know the layout
of the building,
the dumbwaiters,
Mr. Sanborn's schedule,
and how to build a bomb
exactly like
the Defenders of Allah's.
Objection, Your Honor!
Objection?
There hasn't been
a question yet.
Overruled.
And if you never reported
on the triggering mechanism,
Mr. Thiessen,
the only person I can think of
who possesses all
of that knowledge would be you.
Objection, Your Honor.
This is completely
without basis.
Yes, I'm afraid you're right.
I have to sustain
that objection.
Well, that's okay,
Your Honor.
I have nothing further.
♪ I've got a home in glory land
that outshines the sun ♪
♪ I've got a home in glory
land that outshines the sun ♪
♪ I've got a home in glory land
that... ♪
Mrs. Florrick,
thank you for visiting.
Peter.
Pastor.
Pastor,
this is Zach and Grace.
Welcome.
♪ Do Lord, oh, do Lord,
oh, do remember me... ♪
Mrs. Florrick, would you
ever like to talk sometime,
just the two of us?
No.
I have respected the way
you've stood by your husband.
It's a lesson in forbearance.
Well, it's a lesson
in something.
♪ I took Jesus as my savior ♪
♪ You can take Him, too... ♪
You told your boss.
About being poached? Sure.
And Julius?
I told you that in confidence.
Stern found out I leaked.
He fired me.
I know. That's
why the coffee.
Why'd you tell them?
Why didn't you just
come over to Stern's?
You don't seem like
the loyal type.
I know.
It's crazy, huh?
What about Lockhart/Gardner?
Is there a job there?
For who?
Me.
No.
What are you doing?
The coffee was too hot
to throw in your face.
I'm talking about
the very essence of our faith.
Take care.
What does
Christian forbearance mean?
When the Apostle Paul wrote
in Philippians,
chapter four, verse five,
"Let your forbearing
spirit be evident to all,"
what did he mean by that?
Did he mean that we should
tell our neighbor...
I'll be right back.
...I'll put up with you
until you improve?
No. Christian forbearance
has no time limits...
Gerry.
Okay, it's just us.
What's up?
Well...
...
bears all things and believes all things...
He's got me in a
corner. Childs.
He's got stuff on me
even you don't know about,
and he'll use it.
Unless you testify against me?
♪ I'm gonna lay down... ♪
Peter, I have no choice.
♪ Down by the riverside ♪
♪ Down by the riverside ♪
♪ Down by the riverside ♪
♪ I'm gonna lay down... ♪
You know Childs is going to
make you lie on the stand.
It's not all lies.
Not the videotape of us.
♪ Study war no more... ♪
You know the meeting
in the hotel room.
♪ Study war no more ♪
♪ Study war no mor-or-ore ♪
♪ I ain't gonna study war
no more ♪
Do you believe in hell?
♪ Study war no more... ♪
Do I believe in hell?
Sure. Why?
Do you believe you have
to answer for your sins?
Peter, we don't have time.
Do you believe it?
♪ Down by the riverside... ♪
Actually, I do, yes.
♪ Study war no more... ♪
Peter, I'm sorry.
He threatened me.
Childs threatened me.
He threatened everything.
Let's not even talk about
the stuff I have on you,
because you're beyond
caring about that.
Let's, let's talk about the stuff
I have on your son Anthony.
Your married son.
That's right.
Your beautiful legacy.
Peter.
Peter, don't.
Don't. You're a Christian.
You're damn right I am.
♪ Down by the riverside... ♪
Haven't you read
the Old Testament?
♪ Down by the riverside ♪
♪ Study war no more ♪
♪ I ain't gonna
study war no more ♪
♪ I ain't gonna ♪
♪ Study war no more ♪
♪ Study war no mo-or-ore ♪
♪ Study war no more ♪
♪ I ain't gonna ♪
♪ Study war no more ♪
♪ No more ♪
♪ Study war no more ♪
♪ I ain't gonna
study war no more ♪
♪ No more ♪
♪ Study war no more ♪
♪ No more ♪
♪ Study war no mor-or-ore ♪
♪ Study war no more... ♪
Tonight's good.
Yeah.
No.
Oh, I can make the reservation.
No, it's fine.
Will, really, it's fine.
Hey, I phoned you.
Good. We'll have fun.
Okay, I'll see you soon.
You're going out?
Yup.
Where?
I don't know.
Preheat the oven
for ten minutes.
Ignore the box.
It says it cooks in 12 minutes,
but it's really 15.
Oh, come on. Am I not supposed
to be jealous?
I don't think
I care what you are.
Tell Zach only one
hour on the computer.
I... I feel like
you're punishing me
for something I didn't do.
I'm not punishing you, Peter.
I'm going out to dinner
with an old friend.
What you saw at church
was me protecting our family.
The guy was wearing a wire.
It's over.
What is?
Us. Me caring.
Me actually thinking
that you're changing.
I am changing.
No, you're not.
You want to think you are
so you can go back
to what you did before.
Then help me.
Help me.
If you're right, help me.
No.
You once said
that everything would be fine
if we just kept talking.
We can...
We can argue,
we can fight,
but we have to keep talking.
So, there's nothing I can say?
That's right.