The Good Wife (2009–2016): Season 2, Episode 6 - Poisoned Pill - full transcript

Arthur Gibson, 52.

Worked as a sales manager for
an industrial machinery manufacturer.

- Married?
- Divorced.

Next.
We need someone at our table.

- Deborah Barber, 38.
- Next.

- Why?
- Not sympathetic enough.

Really?
Is there a weight limit on sympathy?

Uh, Maureen Fenton.
Housewife. Divorced and remarried.

One daughter, 18.

- How did she do it?
- Handgun.

Killed her husband, then herself.



What's the daughter look like?

She signed on to the class action?

One of the first.

- How will she do on the stand?
- Good.

Then that's our test case.

Make sure she wears the cross.

But I thought Mr. Yates was doing it.

We thought so too,
but he got cold feet.

We know this is very last-minute,
Caitlin,

but we think MRG Pharmaceuticals
is ready to settle.

We just need a strong test case
to, uh, motivate them.

If I lose, the others can't sue, right?

Well, they can sue,
but it will be harder.

But I'll have to be on the stand?



It's a good case, Caitlin.
Really good.

And we need to make sure they never
make an antidepressant like that again.

Sometimes I wonder if God
forgives her, you know?

I have these nightmares
of Mom not in heaven.

Your mom didn't do this, Caitlin.
The pills did.

You need to remember that.

I know.

Thank you.

Oh, say, can you see

By the dawn's early light

Of course she has perfect pitch.

- And this is bad, how?
- It's at the end.

Gives 10 percent to church,

she works at a food kitchen
once a month,

and she volunteers
at her kids' school.

- Private school?
- No, public.

- So she's a saint?
- For Chicago or the world?

There are no saints.

The smaller the sin, the larger you
have to make the magnifying glass.

There.

- That's her husband.
- Yeah, he's white. We know.

This is not the South.

With some issues,
everywhere's the South.

I'll think about it.

She's good.

No paper trail.
Keeps her distance from the machine.

No money I could find.
Nothing to get a foothold.

Hmm, my staff wants me
to go after the miscegenation vote.

Her white husband?

Oh, yeah.

In some neighborhoods, that works.
I could work up some flyers.

- What else?
- I'm looking into some clinic visits.

There might be an abortion.

- What, she film it?
- No. We're still checking it out.

- I am in a meeting.
- You're not gonna like this.

I was tracking a Q and A
that Wendy did up at Albany Park.

You know, getting some shots
of people waiting,

trying to put together
an idiot-supporter montage.

Go, Wendy!

What do you guys like about her?

She just makes a lot of sense.

You know,
it's different with Obama now.

Politics is cool again, ha, ha.

No, no, no.

What's the case?

No case.
That's the folder I stole from your car.

Ah, yeah, after you trashed it.

So you, uh, find a lot in there?

Some.

You take a lot of notes.

Hey, do you know, uh,
what l-LeGal is?

It's the Illinois Lesbian
and Gay Law Association.

They just rated Chicago law firms
on their diversity

in hiring gays and lesbians
and transgenders and whatever.

Anyway, Lockhart, Gardner & Bond
did not do well.

Even though I know for a fact
that we have gay associates

who just aren't acknowledging
that they're gay.

Now, in this day and age,
why would someone not be up-front

about their sexual orientation?

Are you coming out?

You know the theory
that I work under?

No.

It's better not to keep secrets.

Because then people don't
go looking.

All right, ahem.

- Hello?
- Hi, it's me. Yeah.

Uh, we need to talk.

No, I agree. That's fantastic. Okay.

MRG Pharmaceuticals just fired
their team this weekend. Alicia!

- What, their jury consultants?
- Their everything.

Our opponents just fired
their lawyers.

They're going with a firm
from New York.

They're scrambling.
Who did they get?

We don't know. Trying to find out.

Probably Bernstein, Meyers.
They won that asbestos suit last year.

Bring them on.
They'll look like an army against us.

We'll have three women
at the plaintiff's table.

They have half a dozen out-of-towners.
It'll be David and Goliath writ large.

- So I want you to handle voir dire.
- Me?

- Yes. Are you ready?
- I am, yes.

Um, Diane, as your jury consultant...

Don't worry.
If they're bringing in New York,

we need to play up
our recognizability in Chicago.

The New Yorkers will object,
but let them. They'll look like killjoys.

Diane, um, I just need a minute.

- And a cup of coffee.
- Ha, ha, okay. Don't be late.

Hey, you'll be good.

Thirty to $40 million. This could turn
everything around for the firm.

Not to put
too much pressure on you.

Can I have a regular coffee, please?

Thank you.

Oh, thank you.

- The doors are heavy.
- Yeah.

Uh-oh.

- What?
- Uh...

My bus pass. I must have dropped it.
I keep my ID with it.

And I must have dropped it
by the coffee cart.

Would you mind?

Yeah, sure.

- By the coffee cart.
- Yeah.

I was by the bench for a minute,
but I think it's by the coffee cart.

Thank you so much.

What are we waiting on,
Miss Lockhart?

Uh, my co-counsel is just outside,
Your Honor.

She is handling voir dire
and she should be here any moment.

Is the defense ready for voir dire?

- Certainly, Your Honor.
- Then let's go. Mr. Canning.

Good morning.

First of all, I wanna thank you
for your service.

And I probably need
to explain a few things.

What were you doing?

I'm sorry. There was a...

Good morning, Mrs. Florrick.

I hope you don't mind.
We, uh, started without you.

Now, uh, before I ask you
just a few questions,

I probably owe you an explanation.

I suffer from a condition,
tardive dyskinesia,

which is really just a funny word
for a neurological disorder.

And it makes me do this
and this and:

- But, uh...
- Uh-oh.

if you just look at me long enough,
you get used to it.

So, um, you know, feel free to look,
and I won't mind.

Now, the good news is these pills.

I, um, take these every few hours

and they don't make
the symptoms disappear completely,

- but they do diminish.
- Objection!

Approach the bench.

Your Honor, defense counsel
is using voir dire to argue his case.

You'll have to explain that to me.

This whole case hinges on a drug.

Whether, in fact,
an antidepressant drug

your client manufactured
made people wanna kill themselves.

Your Honor,
I'm simply trying to make sure

that my symptoms won't
be a distraction.

Part of my voir dire is to determine
who will have a problem

- with my condition and who will not.
- Makes sense.

Overruled.

I don't want
my symptoms to be a distraction,

but I have to tell you that they do
intensify when I become perplexed,

and I'm just...
I'm really transparent that way.

So for example,
I don't want you to be distracted

- when my opponents are question...
- Objection!

So are we going to have a trial
at some point?

Your Honor, Mr. Canning
is trying yet again to taint this jury.

How? I was helping you this time.

I don't want my movements
to be a distraction.

No, sir, you are guaranteeing
that the jury will be watching you

throughout our testimony
to see how you react.

My God, the cynicism here
is breathtaking. Uh...

Maybe you have a problem
with disabled people?

- Your Honor.
- All right.

Mr. Canning, let's try to keep
the pained outrage to a minimum here.

I'm sorry, Your Honor.
It's a sore point with me.

Mrs. Florrick,
I understand your point,

but I think Mr. Canning needs
to inoculate the jury to his, uh...

What is the proper word?

- Condition.
- Condition.

So again, overruled.

Any luck finding my bus pass?

Because my driver might need it
if the limo won't start.

Okay, we just turned into Goliath.

Hey, Johnny, you got a fast one?

I need to get out of here by 3.
Thanks.

- Oh, yeah. Of course, it's the doc.
- Hey, Donna.

What's up?

You're talking to somebody.

I'm talking to somebody?
I'm talking to a lot of people.

Somebody from my office.
An investigator named Blake.

"Indecent exposure.
Public masturbation."

Look, I need you to stop talking.

Kalinda, four months, and this is
what you come to talk to me about?

How are you?

Oh, yeah, Humanitarian of the Year.

Mr. Bay. Are any of you Mr. Bay?

Mr. Bay, I'm Donna.
I'm from the public defender's office.

I'm here to defend you
on charges of indecency,

masturbating in a public park.

Do you understand
what I'm saying to you?

Are you masturbating right now?

Don't do that. Get your hands out
of your pockets. Don't say a word.

Who do you have for us today,
Miss Seabrook?

- An innocent man, Your Honor.
- I'm sure.

Mr. Raymond Bay,
an upstanding citizen,

was arrested in Berger Park
with his hands in his pockets,

supposedly making,
as the arrest report states,

"the motions of masturbation."

But, as we all know,

the weather along the shore last night
was unseasonably cold.

Mr. Bay was doing nothing more
than what any of us would do,

which was warming his shivering and,
therefore, shaking hands in his pockets.

Let this one go, counselor.
Time served.

Next.

You're welcome.

You could make a lot of money
at a big firm.

Why, when I meet so many
interesting people here?

Everything's fine.

I didn't talk to anybody.
I didn't tell anybody your secrets.

- And if this guy approaches me...
- Blake.

I won't tell him how heartless
you can be.

How insensitive.

How self-preservation
is your number-one concern.

And after four months,
you can barely say hello.

I won't tell him any of that, okay?

My sense is
we got the jury we wanted,

but the, aah, handicap
of the opposing counsel

has undercut
my earlier assumptions.

- Meaning?
- He's co-opted our jury.

I don't get it. He's handicapped?

And he's using it.

He's making the pharmaceutical
company look like the good guy.

But medical testimony
will prove otherwise.

We still have a slam dunk here.

We're acting like we're on the run.
Talk to the doctors.

Get them ready
for some tough cross.

I'm trying to figure out how
to broach this one.

Okay.

Why don't you
give me a subject line?

Grace, your daughter.

She attended a Wendy Scott-Carr
speech and spoke out for her.

We have it on tape,
but not for public consumption.

One of our trackers caught it.

One of our trackers?

Yes. I have to keep tabs.

- Well, what did she say?
- How Wendy makes so much sense.

How there's
so much corruption here.

I think she meant Chicago.

How much she likes her.
I'm paraphrasing, but succinctly.

Okay. I will talk to her.

Thank you.

And I'm sorry to have
to bring this to you.

I promise next time
I'll bring something good.

Elvatyl is a selective serotonin
re-uptake inhibitor.

And this is the antidepressant drug
manufactured by the defendant?

Yes, it controls depression by stopping
the brain from reabsorbing serotonin.

I see. Now let me ask you this.

In your latest clinical trial,
you found that people taking Elvatyl

were three times as likely...

Sorry.

They were three times as likely
to commit suicide

as those taking sugar pills.
Is that correct?

Yes, it is. Uh, it appears that
the serotonin transporter gene 5-HTT

increases the synaptic
serotonin levels.

And, uh, how would you describe that
in layman's terms?

In layman's terms?
Well, as a threshold matter,

the mechanism for SSRI inhibition
is poorly understood.

Think of it as a train switchyard,
and the SSRI is the conductor,

with the track the absorption rate
and the 5-HTT gene as the coal.

Thank you. No further questions.

Mr. Canning.

Thank you.

Doctor.

Talk to me about sex.

- About sex?
- Yeah.

This stuff you're talking about,
this, uh, SSRL.

- Oh, SSRI.
- I.

Um, how does it
affect a person's sex life?

Well, I'm not sure
I understand the question.

Example,
if there were feelings of jealousy,

this drug would intensify them,
correct?

- Yes, I suppose so.
- Mm-hm.

But it couldn't create jealousy
out of nowhere.

I mean, there would have to be reason
for such jealousy to exist.

- Objection. Beyond the scope.
- Sustained.

Guess we can dodge that question
for the moment.

All right, doctor.

Getting back to SSRL's effect
on a person's sex life...

Get lost.

So, what is it? The abortion?

No. But I know why she was going
to the doctor.

Breast augmentation.

- You're kidding me.
- No, ha, ha.

Four visits over two months.

So, Mother Teresa
got breast implants.

Does that humanize her or not?

- I would say not.
- I would say you're right.

She cares about the poor
and yet how much did she spend?

Over two months.

Nineteen thousand dollars.

It's Clinton's haircut.

No, it's better than Clinton's haircut.

- And yet...
- What?

The candidate. He won't go there.

Since when did you care
where the candidate wanted to go?

Give me that.

- What do you want, Eli?
- You can just go to hell.

- Uh-huh. And what have I done now?
- That was ours. Go find your own.

- You're blathering.
- I'm just warning you.

- Stay the hell away.
- Okay. I'm going now.

What does that do?

- Heh, he's a Childs plant.
- Mm-hm.

I've known for a week.
Just waiting for a chance to use.

So go have him make a xerox.

That's what I like about you, Eli.

Sorry. Um...

My mom was great.

And there was this change that came
over her after she started taking it.

- Elvatyl?
- Yeah. The doctor prescribed it.

I was going away to college
and my mom...

You know, empty-nest syndrome.

Could you describe the change?

Within a day,
she became more depressed.

She couldn't sleep.

She had nightmares
that made her scream.

It was horrible.

- Hi.
- Hello.

Your stepdad had just started
a new job. Is that right?

Yes. Um, at Thurrell Interiors.

And he designed furniture?

Yes, couches and fold-out beds.

And he worked in a department
with all women?

Yeah. Why?

Oh, no reason. I just... I want
to be clear on the facts, that's all.

Eleven employees, all women,

- and your stepdad?
- Yes.

He liked his job.

He spent some late nights
there, did he?

I guess. They were trying
to get out the spring catalog.

Well, what I'm saying is...

Actually,

this is a list of items
the police vouchered

when they arrived
at your mom's house.

I want you to do me a favor.

I want you to read for me
item number seven.

"A gym bag."

"A bloody gym bag," it says.

And that was your stepdad's.

Uh, could you read for me item 7-B?

"Women's panties, black."

Uh, that's good. And what
does it say in the parenthesis here?

"Small."

Small. That's good.

Let me take that.

Caitlin, what size was your mom?

What size? You mean, like clothing?

Yeah.

I guess a 12.

Twelve. Twelve would be large.

Not the size of these panties.

That's all right.

You don't have to answer.

I do have to ask you this question,
though.

Is it true that your mom and your
stepdad argued over a woman at work?

- No.
- A woman he was in love with?

- Objection. No foundation.
- Sustained.

- Prettier than your mom?
- Objection!

Mr. Canning, that's enough.

My apologies, Your Honor.

I have no further questions.
And, uh, I'm sorry for your loss.

We need to regroup.

So how are we doing today?

Your office is small.

Yes, small but pure.

So in the third year,
do you get a window?

Ah...

- Should I shut the door?
- No, no.

It's bad enough they think
I'm gonna flip back to the defense.

So, what's up? What do you need?

Why do you think I need anything?

Because you're Kalinda.

My, uh, usual sources
have dried up here.

Sorry.

- I thought maybe you could help.
- Heh.

It's a personal matter.

It's a new investigator from Baltimore,
Blake Calamar.

- Blake Calamar.
- Yeah.

All right.
And what do I get in return?

What do you want?

- Who was she?
- Woman who ran out of court?

An intern at Canning's firm.

Damn, if we could undercut Canning
by subpoenaing her.

That's playing on his battlefield.
We need to pull him onto ours.

- Ours is the medicine.
- Problem with medicine is it's boring.

- Unh, but it's the truth.
- And the truth is boring.

He's got soap opera
and we've got genetic science.

- That's always been our case.
- That's our facts.

Our case is what we do
with those facts.

And right now
our case is failing Caitlin.

- We need to make medicine sexy.
- Yep.

A lie always beats the truth.

It can adapt.
It doesn't have to be consistent.

So we need to give the truth
the drama of a lie.

Increased libido.

One of the side effects of Elvatyl is

it has a potential increased
libido in women.

Good.

We need to meet
our last expert witness. Who is it?

I'm sorry. You want me to say what?

One of the side effects you noticed

was an increased desire for sex
in public places.

That's ludicrous.

- It's in your study, doctor.
- No, it isn't.

Subject 18.
She mentioned it in her trial interview.

She was merely mentioning that
as an aside.

Our trial interviewer quickly
brought her back to point.

Yes, that was unfortunate.

We also want you
to discuss increased desire

for oral and anal intercourse
mentioned by Subject 35.

Miss Lockhart, this is...

It's what we need, doctor.
It's what Caitlin needs to win.

Well, I am not a clown.
I am not a performing circus animal.

I am a man of science.

Suit yourself, Dr. Lawton,

but you've only fulfilled
half your contract,

and we'll be stopping payment
as soon as you board that elevator.

Thank you, doctor.

Did you happen to videotape
any of your animal trials?

Your most violent ones?

I just wanted to hear her speak.
That's all.

And I want you to hear her speak,
but you did more than that.

You spoke to someone.

- How do you know?
- Someone videotaped you.

Who?

Are you angry at Dad?

No.

Somebody asked me a question,
and I answered them.

- It's a free country.
- Yes, thank you, Grace.

You know this will hurt Dad.

Mom, she's really good.
She really is.

Yes, and if you were her daughter,
you could talk about that.

So I just can't say what I think?

You can say what you think.
You're at home.

- But just not to other people?
- When you're 18.

I know you think I'm being unfair.

But when you're older
and you do something I disagree with,

I won't tell it to other people.
I will tell it to you first.

Mom, it's politics. It's different.

No, this is family. It's not different.

Then, so if I disagree with something
Dad did, I should just tell him?

What do you disagree with?

Wendy Scott-Carr went to town

Just to buy a boob job

Stuck some tissues in her bra
And called it:

A personal matter,
completely irrelevant to my job.

Wendy Scott-Carr's double-D

Wendy is fantastic

Wendy cares for all the poor

But Wendy now is plastic

- Where did you find this?
- Online.

So it could be anyone.
It could be the other campaign.

Is it?

That is why the 5-hydroxytryptamine
gene is a monoamine neurotransmitter.

Uh, thank you.

Now, in your clinical trials,

what did you find unusual
about this surplus of tryptophan?

Well, oddly, in some subjects,
it made them desire anal sex.

Anal sex? Really?

- Was that surprising?
- Ha, ha.

Yes.

And also in one subject, it caused an
increased interest in exhibitionist sex.

Uh, objection, Your Honor.
Uh, relevance.

The defendant's case
is built on the premise

that Mrs. Fenton was jealous
of her husband

because he was having an affair.

We intend to show that Elvatyl, in fact,
encouraged sexual activity,

which could lead the jury to deduce

that the Fentons'
sexual relationship was healthy.

Stipulate that Elvatyl
causes increased libido, Your Honor.

Thank you.
We'd like to argue our own case.

Overruled.

So, uh, doctor, by "exhibitionist sex,"

you mean sex in public places
like gas stations and shopping malls?

Oh, yes.
And in one instance, a public park.

Really?

And this was after injecting white rats
with minimal doses of Elvatyl?

Yes, we wanted to see the impact
of the 5-HT 2-C receptors

on dopamine-producing cells.

You sure you couldn't find
anyplace darker?

- You wanna go?
- What?

- You wanna go?
- No.

I just want to make sure
you feel anonymous enough.

You broke my heart.

- Not intentionally.
- Heh, well, that's a relief.

Donna, I'm not...

I'm not domestic.

- You think that's what I wanted?
- Yeah, I do.

You're just trying to keep me in line.

What do you mean?

You phoned me
so I won't talk to your guy Blake.

Can't I be multitasking?

I can't do this again.
It hurts too much.

Then don't think about it.

Look, it's just now
and we're just here.

And tomorrow
we'll be someplace else.

And that's tomorrow.

I don't work that way.

I did not know he was available...

There is no reason this witness...

All right, that's enough.

Mr. Canning, this is a very late addition
to the witness list.

Your Honor, that's true,
but as you know,

I myself was a late addition
to this case.

- And given my condition, I can be a...
- Oh, come on.

Oh, that's right. Mrs. Florrick
gets offended when I bring that up.

I only talked to this therapist
last night.

This isn't just any therapist.

This is the late Mrs. Fenton's
therapist.

And as such,
any conversations they had

are subject
to patient-therapist confidentiality.

- But Mrs. Fenton is dead.
- That doesn't matter.

The right remains intact after death.

In Illinois, yes, but not in Wisconsin.

Dr. Booth moved his practice
to Wisconsin in 2009.

He continued to counsel Mrs. Fenton
both telephonically and in person.

This is outrageous.

You can't decide things differently
based on geography.

Uh, actually, you can, counselor.

The therapist's notes and testimony

regarding any post-2009 sessions
will be allowed.

Anything before that is disallowed.

So you were seeing Mrs. Fenton

the week before she shot herself
and her husband?

Yes, I'm very sorry to say.

She was a very lovely woman.

I'm so very sorry, Caitlin.

What did she discuss with you
at that time, Dr. Booth?

Well, uh, many, many things,
of course.

But, uh, she was very jealous
in the last month of her too-short life.

Jealous. Of her husband?

Yes. She thought
he was sleeping with somebody.

Did she say who she suspected him
of sleeping with?

She thought he was sleeping
with her daughter.

That would be the plaintiff,
Caitlin Fenton?

Yes, but, of course,
this was just her suspicion.

That doesn't mean there was actually
any reason to suspect.

Of course.

But did she give a reason
for her suspicion?

Well, again, I would very much like
to caution here,

this is merely what she said.

But she found underwear among
her husband's effects.

And did she say
who the underwear belonged to?

Yes.

Her daughter.

I am so sorry. I am so sorry.

So it's true, what the therapist said?

No. I mean, my stepdad would...

I am so sorry.

He came into my room
and he took my underwear.

Once. It wasn't a big deal,
but I told him to stop.

He said he would. He pleaded with me
not to tell my mom.

I am so sorry.

- So there were no sexual relations?
- No.

My mom came in
and she accused me of tempting him.

This was after she started taking the
pills, and that's why I was moving out.

I didn't wanna be the test case.
I really didn't wanna be.

Don't worry. We'll make this work.

What are you doing now?

Anything you want, Mr. Gardner.

I need something
on a Dr. Randall Booth,

a therapist in Wisconsin.

- Anything specific?
- Everything specific.

We need to kneecap him.

Whatever you can find,
whatever we can use in court.

Okay. I'm on it.

Kalinda has been snooping around
about me.

Don't worry about it.

If you say so.

Wendy Scott-Carr's Double-D

Wendy is fantastic

You know, it is pretty catchy.

But Wendy now is plastic

No one has taken credit
for this video yet,

but how are you dealing
with all of it?

Well, it's difficult,
but I think that's just modern politics.

Is there perhaps,
a good point to be made here?

You have shot up in the polls
as this friend of the downtrodden,

and yet here we see you
getting cosmetic surgery.

Were you concerned
about your looks?

No.

About a year ago, I was diagnosed
with stage-two breast cancer.

Not even my best friends
knew about it.

And, um, I had to undergo
a double mastectomy.

- I'm well now.
- Ugh.

I mean, I know there was the option
to live without reconstruction...

Anybody linking to the Wendy cartoon,
stop now.

- Stop! Stop.
- I'm sorry for taking so long

to respond to these allegations,
but it really is a personal matter.

And I just wish we would return
to the issues.

- So, what have you got?
- Uh...

Oh, Kalinda, there you are.

- You're working late.
- To get a drug dealer off the streets.

Someone I'm sure Lockhart, Gardner
will be representing tomorrow.

Yep. I can feel the moral gravity
pulling me in.

So you called?

- Blake Calamar.
- Yeah?

It's an interesting read.

Do you wanna share?

In Baltimore,
he was working two jobs.

But I guess you'd identify there.

The only problem was
his second job.

It was protecting MS-13.

Yep. When he wasn't protecting
Bond and Associate interests,

he was out protecting
Baltimore's biggest meth gang.

- How do you know that?
- He was arrested. Never charged.

Bond got him off.

Oh, no.
It's official state's attorney business.

You've got a lovely little viper nest
going on over there.

- Hey.
- Hmm?

If I were you, I'd be careful.

Thanks.

All I can say is my involvement
with this Wendy cartoon

has become a distraction
from the real issues in this campaign.

A toast to a fallen comrade.

- Childs did nothing.
- Could have been us.

He had no knowledge
of my involvement.

Not a bad day's work, huh?

Come on, Eli.
It's just you and me here.

You pointed the press toward him.

I was asked a simple question
by a reporter

and I chose to answer it honestly.

And so I apologize to
Wendy Scott-Carr and to Glenn Childs.

Effective today, I tender my resignation
from his campaign. Thank you.

This announcement
from Patrick Sturges is the latest...

Hey, Dad?

Dad?

And you were a patient
of Dr. Randall Booth's

- before he moved to Wisconsin?
- Yes.

We must object again.

And we must overrule again,
Mr. Canning.

Now, do you know the reason why
Dr. Booth moved to Wisconsin?

The reason?

Well, I guess it was me.

You? Can you explain?

Well, Dr. Booth, he...

I was his patient
and he slept with me.

I threatened to bring charges,
so he...

Well, he decided to move.

Who found her?

- The witness, "her"?
- Yeah.

Blake did.

And do you have an opinion about
Dr. Booth's veracity?

- Objection, Your Honor.
- Sustained.

Nothing further, Your Honor.

Your Honor,
it would be our preference

to recall Dr. Randall Booth
to the stand.

However, it's come to our attention
that he's been hospitalized

after a burglary attempt at his office.

We ask for a continuance until
we can recall this essential witness.

Denied.
Is there anything else, Mr. Canning?

We ask for a five-minute recess

so we can discuss a settlement
with plaintiff's counsel.

Granted.
We're in recess until 4:10 p.m.

So he said,
"What do we need to end this?"

I love it when they say "we."

This was during
the five-minute recess?

Yeah. The clock was ticking.

So I said, very simply,

as though it were
the most natural thing in the world,

"You wanna settle
the whole class action? Forty million."

I thought he was gonna
come back at 10.

- He comes in at 30.
- Ha, ha.

Little did he know we'd take 20.

So we settle at 35.

Thirty-five million dollars.

Of which we get to keep 7 million.

We buy another floor of offices.

Two floors. With a gym.

Why do I seem happier than you?

Because you won.
The firm is solvent.

You make it sound
so end-of-the-year boring.

- This is big.
- It is.

So smile.

No, Kalinda, a genuine smile.

Look, there's Blake.

Oh, I get it.

It's because he found the witness
and you didn't.

Yep, ahem, that's it.

Mm-hm.

Hey, look, Blake's got a date.

I've gotta see, heh, what kind of
woman dates Blake. Come on.

- Hi, Blake.
- Hey.

- Hey.
- Hi.

Oh, that's right.
You two know each other.

Oh, no, I don't think we do.
I'm Alicia.

No, he means me. Hi, Donna.

Kalinda.
I was just heading home from work

when Blake dropped by
and asked if I wanted to come.

So you work with Kalinda?

I do.
And how do you two know each other?

Um, from the state's attorney's office.

- You're pretty.
- Thank you.

If I wore heels like that,
I would tip over.

Donna, could we have a moment,
please?

Your jacket. I like it.

Thank you.

- A moment?
- Sure, let's have a moment.

Hey, good job today.

Yeah, it was pretty bitchen.

She's so not your type.

- Donna, you're so off-base.
- Really? How far off-base am I?

What's going on?

Are you trying to get back at me?

You mean Blake. Right.
You did say something about a Blake.

I didn't even make the connection.

- Look, I'm taking you home.
- No, you're not.

You're not connected to me anymore
and I'm not connected to you.

Thanks.

- Mr. Canning.
- Mrs. Florrick.

- Are you looking for Diane?
- I am.

Uh, we have a few details to work out.

You fought well, sir.

Yes, yes, I did.

Better luck next time.

Why are we laughing?

Well, because we're funny.

Oh, ha, ha.

Mrs. Florrick, you think
you were my equal in that courtroom,

but you were new math,
I was, uh, advanced trigonometry.

Ah, well, too bad trigonometry lost.

I didn't lose.

Lockhart, Gardner stumbled their way
into a $90-million class action.

MRG Pharmaceuticals asked me
to lower you down to 50 million.

I landed you at 35.

I'm going home with a bonus
of 1.3 million and stock options.

That's not losing.

But, hey, it's been fun, and maybe
I'll see you again sometime.

We can mix it up in court.

Have a nice party.