The Good Wife (2009–2016): Season 3, Episode 6 - Affairs of State - full transcript

[CHATTERING]

Money.

CARY: How much money?
- Twice what I'm making here.

And all for the price of your soul.

Not my whole soul,
just little pieces of it. Heh.

Anyway, I heard defense attorneys
have better sex.

If you like coming from behind.

[CHORTLING]

Oh, God.

- Okay, no.
- Oh, come on, Dana.

We said no as long
as we were coworkers.



- We're still coworkers.
- Yeah, for one more week.

Not to be a pessimist,
but I don't think you're gonna survive.

- Oh, really?
- Yeah.

You're like a cop with one week
left on the job. They all get shot.

Can't risk the wait.

- Cary, I have a boyfriend.
- So do I.

[LAUGHING]

My guess is my boyfriend's
bigger than yours.

No.

Okay. These cases,
I can't finish in a week.

- I will them to you.
- Oh, great.

No sex and half your file work,
I really feel like I'm losing here.

Yeah, but you have one less body
to step over on your way to the top.

[CELL PHONE RINGS]



- Must be your boyfriend. Ha, ha, ha.
- Checking in on me.

- Hello, dear. How are you?
- I'm good, Cary. How about you?

- I'm good, Matan.
- Really? You and Matan?

I just got a call about
an ASA needed at a crime scene

for some kind of legal issue.

I was gonna head down,
but it turns out

Lockhart & Gardner are the defense
attorneys on it. So lucky you.

- What's the legal issue?
- No idea.

[CARY SIGHS]

- This sounds like hazing.
- It does, doesn't it?

Let me give you the address, "dear."

ALICIA: And that's all I do?
ZACH: That's all you do.

Just hit the return key,
and it's on your computer at work.

But why does it
never seem so simple?

Because you don't trust technology.

Hey, you guys have all your bags
packed and ready, right?

What do you do
when we're at Dad's?

What do I do? Uh, not much.

I miss you two.

For about an hour.

I don't know. And then I do some
laundry, I read for work. Why?

- Do you ever go out?
- Uh, for dinner? Sometimes.

- With friends?
- Sometimes.

- What friends?
- Friends from work. Or clients.

People we know?

No, I don't think you do.

ZACH:
We're just worried about you, Mom.

Oh, honey.

- I'm fine. Really.
- Mom, it's work. Will Gardner.

Okay, thanks.
I'm gonna just take that in there.

- Hang it up.
- I was.

Sorry about calling you at home.

ALICIA [OVER PHONE]:
No problem. Everything all right?

- Yes. Actually, this is about work.
- Oh. Good. I mean, I'm here.

- Your new hire, the first-year?
- Caitlin.

Yes. A call came in
about the Jin-Pyn account.

She was the only one here.

She went out on it, but I think
she'll need hand-holding.

- Oh, okay. What's it about?
- No idea.

But the son seems to be
in some kind of legal trouble.

GRACE:
Mom! It's dad!

I'll be right there.
Do you have the address?

DANA: Should have guessed.
CARY: What?

Booze cruise.

Fifty dollars,
all the beer you can drink.

VICKERS:
Down there.

CARY: You did that in college?
DANA: I did a lot of things in college.

Only one band.

A seasickness band.
You wear them in pairs.

You're not gonna leave.
You're too good at this.

That's what they say to the cop
with only one week left.

Five miles out someone found the
deceased, a Maya Nichols,

below deck, called the police.

Witnesses say she was getting
unwanted attention

from two college kids.

We were just about to haul them in

for a suspect rape exam
when this joker showed up.

VAN BUSKIRK:
You are the authority here?

I am.

- What seems to be the problem?
- The problem is Mr. Anders

is the son of a Dutch courier
at our embassy,

and is therefore covered
by diplomatic immunity.

I was not there! I was not!

These are my papers and these
are the papers of Mr. Anders.

- Who's that?
HARCOURT: Uh, Jin-Pyn.

He's got diplomatic immunity too.
Chinese ambassador's on his way.

Per the Viennese Convention
on Diplomatic Relations,

- Mr. Anders is to be treated...
- Yes, I heard you.

Thought there was some
Lockhart-Gardner connection.

- Yes. Me. Here.
- I don't think I know you.

You don't. Caitlin D'Arcy.
I'm new as of last week.

- Okay. What do you have to offer?
- Nothing.

I'm just taping everything you do.

[PANTING]

Well, uh, I'm Cary Agos,

and these two youths are under
investigation for rape and murder.

- They have legal immunity.
- From prosecution, not investigation.

Unless they wanna confess,
I'm investigating.

- Go ahead, detective, take them in.
- This is illegal.

- Now, who is your boss?
- The People of Illinois.

You want their number?

You feeling pretty good
about yourself?

Yeah, but how did I look?

ALICIA: Caitlin, what's going on?
- Mrs. Florrick, hello.

He's being accused
of rape and murder.

- Told him his rights?
- I was asked to stand outside.

- They're doing a suspect exam.
- Chen, my name is Alicia Florrick.

I'm your parents' lawyer.

It is your right to have me observe
the suspect exam. Do you approve?

I... Yeah.

HARCOURT:
Ma'am, please, step back.

- It is his Sixth Amendment right

that I be here. Chen, did they tell you
you had the right to remain silent?

- I didn't do it.
- I know. I need you to only talk to me.

- Understand?
- I promised I wouldn't talk.

- Here. Left earring stud.
- Blond hair, two inches long.

CAITLIN:
Mrs. Florrick?

VON BUSKIRK:
I'm from the Dutch embassy.

- Mr. Anders.
CARY: We're getting it sorted out.

- Who's the ASA?
- I am. Who are you?

- Judge Winter.
- Oh. Uh, I'm sorry. L...

Your Honor,
I represent Mr. Chen Jin-Pyn.

He is the son of a diplomatic translator,
therefore is guaranteed diplomatic...

Yes, and that's why I was yanked out
of my house in the middle of the night.

- Where is he?
- There is strong evidence

- that these two men raped and killed...
- I'm sorry to say that's not relevant.

Given their immunity status,
you have no right to hold them.

This is a court order
requiring their immediate release.

Wait, Your Honor. Cary,
you can hold one of them. Taiwan.

Uh, Your Honor, excuse me,
I understand we have to release

Mr. Anders, given his status
as a Dutch citizen,

but Jin-Pyn is Taiwanese, and Taiwan
enjoys no such diplomatic status.

- How is that?
- The One-China rule.

The U.S. Government
extends diplomatic relations

- to China, but not Taiwan.
- Your Honor, this is a gray area.

Not in matters
of diplomatic immunity.

Taiwan is the only nation
not accorded such rights.

ALICIA: Your Honor,
this isn't the United Nations.

You can't just keep one
and let the other go.

Actually, that's exactly what I can do.
I order the release of Mr. Anders,

- but not Mr. Jin-Pyn.
- That is unfair, Your Honor.

Good luck, buddy. I'm out of here.

Of course it is. When have you ever
known international politics to be fair?

Well, you really stirred up
the hornet's nest.

It was a rape-murder.
I held both suspects as long as I could.

MATAN:
So where are we?

No semen, but we believe
it was an attempted rape.

- She resisted, Chen killed her.
MATAN: Murder weapon?

None found. Blunt head trauma.

DIANE:
What does the client say happened?

Caitlin?

He says they both flirted
with the victim,

and then his friend Anders
went off with her.

- But we can't get to Anders?
ALICIA: No, he was released.

Well, that's not good.
What else ties him to the girl?

The blond hair caught
in Chen's left earring stud.

MATAN: No pubic hair?
- None.

- Oh, Dana, you're still here.
- Six more days of bliss.

MATAN: Any blood spatter?
- On Chen, no.

MATAN: What do you think
the defense will be?

- To blame the one that got away.
- Too bad there's one that got away.

- And our strategy?
ALICIA: Connect Anders to the rape.

- Did the police do a suspect exam?
- On Anders, no.

He was released prior.

What about the blond hair?
How does he explain that?

Chen says they made out.
It was consensual.

Then Chen went to go buy
the victim a drink,

- and Anders took her below deck.
- I thought it was a booze cruise.

ALICIA: Just beer and wine.
Hard alcohol, you had to pay.

We have Chen's credit card receipt
with the time on it.

If the police can pinpoint
the time of the murder,

we can prove Chen
was on the other end of the boat.

Eli Gold, ladies and gentlemen.

You needed me?

You push this off on me and then
you criticize my handling of it?

I wasn't trying to criticize you.
Did I give you that impression?

- You did.
- My apologies.

ELl:
What was that about?

We were trying to make you feel
part of the Lockhart-Gardner family.

- Don't you want to feel a part?
- Oh. I'm okay.

- What do you need?
- Lobbying.

The son of a Taiwanese diplomat
is being denied immunity

from prosecution
due to the One-China rule.

- Oy! That thicket.
- Yep, that thicket.

I thought if you could talk
to someone quietly,

we could make this go away
without much fuss.

Know anyone
in the State Department?

Yes?

Nothing.

How important is it?

Well, heading into
the presidential campaign,

my guess is Taiwan will be
spending a lot on U.S. Lobbyists.

Could be lucrative for you.

Okay.

This is not going to be pretty.

WILL: Sorry you had to see that.
Definitely not my finest hour.

No, it's cool.
You were a good judge.

Okay, the less said about that,
the better.

Oh, Alicia, hey.
Mr. Gardner was a judge

- in my intercollegiate moot court.
- Really?

Mm-hm. Till I was removed. Bias.

Yeah, they had, like,
some 60-year-old come in.

- Anyway.
- Yeah. Caitlin.

Oh, sorry. Orientation, right?

Go get orientated.

So this binder has
all your human resource forms,

a fax sheet on billing,
ABA, pro bono requirements.

Great, thanks.

- He's nice, isn't he?
- Who, Will Gardner? Yes.

So is Diane. They're both also busy.

- So you come to me first.
- Oh, I'm sorry.

- Did I just embarrass myself?
- No, no, you did fine.

Oh, God, I did, didn't I?

Caitlin, you were fine.
Here, work over here.

Go ahead, start filling these out.

ALICIA: Hello?
- Thanks a lot.

Excuse me. This is my office.

Then I guess you can do
whatever you want.

I...

- May I help you?
- Not anymore.

Next time you need help with IT,
call me.

You don't just do it on your own.
Look at this. Look.

- What did you do?
- What did I do?

What did I? Okay.

It's your cloud, lady. Go live on it.

Right there. Her. Closer.

Hey, do you know
how I get to the zoo?

Ha. So you just troll along
the lakefront looking for ex-wives?

No, just you.

Your office told me you'd be here.

So, wow, you're really slowing down,
aren't you?

[LAUGHING]

I'll just be a minute.

How's the
presidential campaign going?

- Why? What did you hear?
- Oh, God, you're paranoid.

- No, I'm a vegetarian.
- Since when?

Since we divorced.
What do you need?

- Who do you know at State?
- A lot of people.

It's a Taiwan issue.
A poor, innocent kid's been accused

of something or other, and they won't
grant him diplomatic immunity.

Do you want me to talk
to Doug Rothstein?

Yeah. Really? That'll be great.

You... You're looking good, Vanessa.

[CHUCKLES]

Eli?

Your turn.

Do you know Kim Kesler?

Kim Kesler? Who's she?

He. A political op out of California.

- You guys were staffed up.
- Not for the president.

- Who, then?
- Me.

[CHUCKLING]

Seriously, Vanessa?

- Seriously?
- Yeah. He approached me.

State Senate.

Oh, my God, you have
that wild look in your eye.

Rahm gets in,
and everybody thinks they can.

It's a good time for a woman.

Is that what Kim told you?
The man with a woman's name?

I need your help, Eli.
Your professional opinion.

Meet us for dinner tonight.
Kim Kesler.

Kick his tires.

See if he's real or if he's selling me
a bill of goods.

- I can't believe you're considering this.
- I wanna do something with my life.

- You always used to say that.
- Well, now I mean it.

- We're not having a moment.
- No, no, we're... I'm going. I'm going.

Mrs. Florrick,
can I show you something?

What is it, Caitlin? I'm a little busy.

It's probably nothing, but I think
I have something on the consensual.

Chen. We have to prove that
he made out with her consensually.

- Oh. Sure.
- Okay, so I was looking

at After Death Space for Maya,
the dead girl.

Oh, After Death Space.

You know, when someone dies,

and everybody wants to share
stories and photos.

- Okay.
- And what was cool is,

everybody at the booze cruise
was Tweeting photos.

And so look.
But what was even more cool is, look.

The color of her cup, red.

- Okay.
- It's a stoplight party.

- A?
- A stoplight party. Oh.

You carry a red cup
to say you're in a relationship,

a yellow cup to say you're choosy,
and a green cup to say you're open.

But see?

This one's from later,
an hour after the first pic.

And look at her cup. Now it's green.

- Well, maybe it's a mistake.
- Take my word for it.

You know what cup you're carrying
at a stoplight party.

So, what made her switch
from a red cup to a green one?

Yeah, got it. Red to green.
Okay, listen, I'll call you back.

- Hi.
- Hey.

- So you're not with the police?
- No. You're Maya's boyfriend, right?

Yeah. I was.

I already talked to the cops.
I wasn't there.

You were on the phone with her.
At the cruise.

She called you from
the night she died.

- So?
- Well, you broke up with her

- on the phone.
- No.

Listen, you're safe from arrest.
Just tell me the truth.

I am. She broke up with me.

She was tired of me spending
time with this waitress

I know from Ra Sushi,
but she was this mother of three.

- Really nice. I just like talking to her.
- Sure.

She wanted to be a philosophy major
too, when she was in college.

It's not like I'm a philosophy major yet.
I'm undecided about my major.

- Don't worry.
- I like talking to her.

But you talked to her?

- Who, the waitress?
- No, Maya.

When she broke up with you,
you talked to her, right?

Yeah, yeah. I mean, no, no.

She, um, she left me a voice mail.

Do you have it?

MAYA [OVER VOICE MAIL]:
You are so full of yourself.

You think I can't do any guy here?

Can you e-mail me that voice mail?

- Yeah, sure. Does it help?
- Yeah, it does.

There's more if you want.

[CHATTERING OVER PHONE]

MAYA [OVER VOICE MAIL]:
Your phone keeps cutting me off.

I just want...
Hey. I said, don't touch me.

MAN [OVER VOICE MAIL]:
What? I'm not touching you.

[MESSAGE TURNS OFF]

- What's wrong?
- Nothing.

Did you play that for anyone else?

- Yeah.
- Who?

MAYA [OVER CELL PHONE]:
Hey. I said, don't touch me.

MAN: What? I'm not touching you.
DANA: That's Chen.

Sounds like unwanted attention
to me.

There goes consensual for them.
We should make an offer.

Life? No chance of parole?

Hey, Cary. Sorry to interrupt.

We're gonna be shuffling
the offices around a bit,

so if you could get your stuff together
and be ready in next few days, okay?

- Uh, this is from Peter?
- Yup, he delegated to me.

- What's going on there?
- It's a guy thing. Office jockeying.

I don't think they can put you
in any smaller of an office.

Oh, they can.

Hello.

Oh, my mom's just downstairs.

You're Zach, right?

I'm Will Gardner, your mom's boss.

Oh.

Hey.

- So no school today, huh?
- No, there was.

Oh, it's 4.

- Helping Mom out?
- Yeah. Heh.

Well...

Keep on keeping on.

You should know something
about your friend Cary.

- My friend Cary?
- Yeah, you should know something.

He has a thing for ethnic women.

- Oh, really?
- Yeah, it's pretty obvious.

Every black or Hispanic woman
through here.

Wow. Well, thank you
for the warning.

[SIGHS]

[SNORTS]

ZACH:
Got it working.

- You did not.
- I did.

The IT guy put on
proprietary software,

so he could charge your firm
for every megabyte he stored.

That's why it rejected
the transferring of your files.

- What? I don't understand.
- It's really corrupt.

You don't need to be paying
to store files.

In fact, it slows the system down.

- Really?
- Yeah.

Oh, your boss was in here. Will.

Yes, I saw.

- Did you say hi?
- I did.

- All right, I better go.
- Okay. I love you.

Love you too.

Yeah?

I want a car.

It's like Moneyball.
Politics doesn't have to be for the rich.

[SLURPS]

It's the true democratization
of power in this country.

You have citizen engagement
on one hand.

Mega trend, right?

I mean, everybody's talking about it,
Mark Penn, so on.

And I'm not even talking about RTR.

I mean, talk about real Moneyball.

- RTR?
- Oh, jeez. Real time response.

They hit Vanessa,
and bam, we hit back. Bam!

We hit back.

Through?

Micro-pockets of committed, citizen,
online journalist bloggers.

Each talking from a subset
of their own communities.

Let's say we have upstate
agricultural sections, right?

We also have the urban cities, right?
We have activated in there...

Well, that went well.

[BOTH LAUGHING]

You're not going with him.
That was all a joke, right?

- He was trying to impress you.
- Oh, my God, Vanessa, he is a clown.

Then help me.

- You were never going with him?
- Are you kidding?

Citizen engagement, RTR.
He just gave me the bug.

So this was all so
I would agree to help you?

I'm not gonna be
your campaign manager, Vanessa.

I know.

Just get me started.

Do some polling.
See if there's any interest, that's all.

- See if I have the stomach for this.
- You don't.

Well, then, it'll be over fast.

What happened
with the State Department?

Oh, yeah, good news.

Hello?

The State Department screwed you.

They're pushing for Chen's release.

They don't want to isolate Taiwan.
There's a hearing tomorrow.

Damn it. He's guilty.

We just got this voice mail.
It's a slam dunk.

Yeah. Too bad.

Good, you got your stuff together.

I have another office for you
down the hall.

[APPLAUSE]

I extend my sincere gratitude
to each and every one of you

for being here tonight.

[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE
OVER SPEAKERS]

CARY: So he doesn't expect me?
DANA: No, but he's cool.

An old family friend.

Just don't get rambly on him.
Uncle Dan.

- Hey, how you doing?
DANIEL: Dana. Ha, ha!

- Look at you.
- Dad told me you were in town.

You've caught me playing hooky.

The same stump speech
the 18th time,

and you're allowed a little leeway,
know what I mean?

- Oh, this is Cary.
- Ah, nice to meet you, sir.

Ignore him, he calls everybody sir.
It's the straight, suburban thing.

DANIEL:
A-ha.

Uncle Daniel works
in the Obama State Department.

Well, that sounds deathly formal.

So it's true you did break up
with Jimi?

No, we're just...
Heh.

It's complicated.

Uh-huh.

Cary and I work together
at the state's attorney's office.

Oh, yeah. Peter, how's he doing?
We worked together a long time ago.

Good, he's good, he's good.

But we're working on a case
involving the One-China rule.

Really?

Well, that I have to hear all about.

- Good job.
- Thanks, not too rambly?

Heh, surprisingly not.

So Matan says that you have a thing
for ethnic women.

He what?

He says you have a thing
for ethnic women.

You just can't control yourself
around us.

Oh, heh, I... That's not true.

Unless that's a good thing.

That depends.

On?

[SEATBELT CLICKS]

I want you to vet my ex-wife.

- Really?
- Yeah, I know it sounds a bit weird,

but she's thinking of running for State
Senate and she wants me to vet her.

All right, well, I have to do some work
on Taiwan first, but then, sure.

How thorough should I be?

As thorough
as her enemies would be.

Okay.

Um...

This isn't about something else?

You mean, am I jealous of my wife

and want to see
who she's sleeping with? No.

Okay.

[TAPPING COMPUTER KEYS]

Oh, come on.

So this is a hearing into the status
of Mr. Jin-Pyn's diplomatic status.

Don't worry, Chen, you have
the backing of the State Department.

Thank you.
I can't spend another day in here.

I don't know. They're smiling
like they know something.

WINTER:
Now, let's begin.

I understand
the defense has a witness.

Yes, Your Honor, it is our contention

that protections of diplomatic immunity
were denied our client

due to the peculiarities of Taiwan.

To that end,
we have asked a spokes...

MAN [WHISPERS]: Ma'am, there's
a call from the State Department.

A Mr. Daniel Golden
would like to speak with you.

A spokeswoman
at the State Department...

WINTER:
Yes, counselor?

[FOOTSTEPS]

Excuse me, Your Honor,
if we could delay...

As long as you want, counselor.

Um, actually, Your Honor, we ask
the court that reasonable bail be set,

and we would have no objection to
make home confinement a condition.

What happened?

State worried that extending
diplomatic immunity to the kid

would be a slap in the face to China.

Oh...

CARY: You think so?
DANA: I'll tell him. It was great.

Okay, we have to get discovery.

ALICIA: None of your hair
was found on the body, Chen,

but we did just get the lab report back
on the trace evidence.

There was a blond hair, not Maya's,
a man's, on her collar.

- They don't know who it matches.
- Anders.

That's what we think, but the police
didn't do his suspect exam,

so we have nothing to match it to.

Do you have anything of his?

Anything that might have
one of his hairs on it

a brush, or an item of clothing?

I know his gym locker combination
at school.

My brother left all of my things
in his locker.

He gave me the combination.
I'll be right in and out.

Thanks.

KALINDA [OVER PHONE]:
It's the other seasickness band, Cary.

How do I know
you didn't plant it there?

Because I didn't.

Uh-huh. You happened to know
the number of Anders' locker?

No, I happen to be
a very good investigator.

- Look, check if you don't believe me.
- I'll get back to you.

Okay, whatever.

We're all having to make sacrifices,
but you have a window now at least.

That one. The cubicle in the middle.

- Thanks.
- You're welcome.

- Hi, sorry to keep you waiting.
- No problem, I keep myself busy.

- You have a pretty office.
- Ah. Thank you.

Start of a campaign,
you work in Versailles,

by the end, you're in Motel 6,
not to disparage Motel 6.

I'm a politician now.

So you married once to Mr. Gold?

Four happy years, eight medium ones
and two bad ones.

I hope that doesn't preclude me
from running.

Actually, I'm not here
to make judgment, just questions.

So why did you guys break up?

Uh, I think that was
in the divorce settlement.

Actually, it wasn't,
just irreconcilable differences.

Ah. Well, that's what it was.

Yeah, but I think
we'll need to go deeper.

[SIGHS]

Okay. Uh, we were both
working too hard.

I was having to take a lot of trips
out of town.

- Yeah, uh, Dubai, three trips.
- Yes.

At that time,
I was doing PR for an oil company.

- And who did you meet there?
- Who did I meet?

- Do you want an itemized list?
- Yeah.

Just write down the ones
that you remember.

Are you looking for anyone
in particular?

Yeah, uh, Omar Tate.

You're doing his dirty work for him,
aren't you? Eli's dirty work.

- No.
- He told you to ask me that.

No, my vetting
is independent of Mr. Gold.

- I don't believe you.
- I understand that, but it's true.

[SIGHS]

It was a mistake,
Omar was a mistake.

- How many times did you meet?
- Don't tell him.

- I was young.
- This is merely part of the vetting...

Don't tell him.

Please.

Yeah, I was on the booze cruise too,

but I just remember seeing
Maya by the bar.

ALICIA:
Did you see her with this man?

SHELBY:
No.

I mean, I saw him in the newspaper,
but I didn't see them leave together.

I mean, we were both worried
about getting disconnected at parties,

so we always kept track.

CAITLIN:
How did you keep track?

SHELBY:
Oh, you know, that app.

- What app?
- The rape app?

Have you heard of it?

No, show me.

We both had it installed on our phones
so we could keep track of each other.

See, the GPS shows you
where your friend is.

- There's a panic button.
SHELBY: Yeah, I know.

That's what sucks.

The phone vibrated
when Maya pushed it,

but the music was so loud
and I was dancing, so I didn't feel it.

What?

It has a history of when Maya
pushed the panic button.

SHELBY: Yeah, I know,
but it didn't show her location.

I know, but it shows
what time she pressed the button.

Eleven thirty-three.

Yeah, I do see it, 11:34 p.m.

Chen bought a mojito at 11:34 p.m.
Why does that matter?

A rape app?
No, I've never heard of that.

Okay, well, if that's probative,

then the state's attorney's office
will question her, yup.

Ha! No, no, I think it's a bit
too early to talk about release.

Yeah, okay, thank you, bye.

- What was that?
- Defense attorneys.

They say they have
the time of death via a friend

who received a signal Maya sent
on something called a rape app.

- Do you believe them?
- I don't know.

Nice office.

Thanks. I get a lot more air here.

- Chen did it, he did it.
- How do you know?

He's Taiwanese.
He would sign his surname first.

[SIGHS]

Hey, Dick. How's it going?

I hear you stopped going
to your anthropology class.

I don't have to talk to you.

Actually, you do, because you stopped
going to your anthropology class.

- What... What are you talking about?
- You haven't been in six weeks.

Registrar officially dropped you
from the class,

- so you're only taking eight hours now.
- Yeah, so what?

So diplomatic immunity applies to
diplomats' children up to the age of 23,

provided they are full-time students
and you aren't anymore.

I can bring charges against you
any time I want.

- I didn't do it.
- I believe you.

But I think you know what happened,

and I can make a case
that you were part of it.

Chen grabbed her seasickness band
when he killed her. Didn't he?

And then he slipped it to you
to hide it, right? Okay.

That's your signature.

You used his credit card
to buy a drink,

and when you looked up,
Chen was gone.

He followed Maya below deck
where he killed her.

So it's your choice.

You wanna be a witness
or an accomplice?

How much do you want me
to tell you?

Enough to know
if she should run or not.

- She shouldn't run.
- Okay. Why?

Well, she was on the organizing board
for a fund-raiser for Rod Blagojevich.

- Old news. What else?
- She's had relationships.

- I figured. How many?
- A few.

- But not slut level?
- No.

Then we shouldn't have a problem.

Kalinda, we are doctors
discussing a patient. What?

Well, one of them in particular
is problematic. Omar Tate.

He's a financier of high-end resorts.

- And what is it? Criminal past?
- No. No, he has a spotless record.

Perfect credit, actually.

Kalinda, you're being weird.

Well, Omar Tate isn't his birth name.
It's Aarash bin Laden.

Come again?

It's Aarash bin Laden,
Osama's second cousin.

My ex-wife slept with a bin Laden?

Listen, for what it's worth,
Aarash has never been linked

- to terrorist activity of any kind.
- Oh, good.

She banged a nice bin Laden.

L... Ugh.

This is absurd. When was this?

And he has publicly denounced
the actions of al Qaeda.

Wait. When was this?

- Uh, I think the details are in the file.
- Kalinda, when was this?

2007.

She was married to me.

I'm sorry.

Twenty years, and that's my last,
best and final.

- That leaves me nowhere to go, Cary.
- Go to your client.

Well, how do you know
Dick's story is reliable?

I don't have to make my case to you,
Alicia. Take it or leave it.

But know that it has a 24hour clock.

[CALL ENDS]

Very impressive.

- You heading out?
- Yup.

My last week here
and I haven't been shot.

The day's young yet.

CAITLIN:
Do you think Dick's telling the truth?

I think he's afraid of prosecution,
so he'll say whatever they want.

But it also could be the truth.

Is that?

That's him. Chen.

[TIRES SQUEAL]

ALICIA:
Call him.

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

Damn. It's Cary. Hello?

CARY [OVER PHONE]:
Our office was notified

your client just broke
his electronic perimeter.

- What's going on?
- Uh, I'm not sure.

Alicia, if you know your client
is attempting to flee the jurisdiction,

you have a legal obligation
to report that.

I know my legal obligations, Cary.
I have not been in touch with my client.

- I will call him and get back to you.
- Alicia...

Let me call him,
and I'll get back to you.

[CALL ENDS]

Wait. What are you doing?
We're not gonna know where he is.

I don't wanna know where he is.

[CELL PHONE DIALING]

CARY [OVER PHONE]: Alicia?
- I couldn't reach him.

Tread carefully, Alicia,
because if you know something,

you're facing obstruction of justice,
aiding and abetting...

I have not spoken to my client.

- Do you know where he is?
- Not for certain.

What do you know for certain?

I witnessed an Audi

with a driver resembling my client
headed westbound on 90.

He's going to O'Hare.

Again, I do not know that for certain.

[CALL ENDS]

- I thought he was innocent.
ALICIA: I know.

Sometimes the guilty ones look like
the innocent ones.

Well, that's depressing.

- So, what did she tell you?
- I don't think you should run.

Why?

How could you fund-raise
for Rod Blagojevich?

[LAUGHING]

- I know. It's dumb, huh?
- Yeah.

The voters don't know you.
That'll define you.

Think you could leak it,
take the sting away?

No.

What else, Eli?

- Isn't that enough?
- No.

She told you.

I don't even know why I care.

The thought that my semen
mixed with bin Laden's.

Come on, Eli,
you know how this works.

- The semen doesn't just stay in us.
- I thought we were happy in 2007.

We were. It was a mistake.

- I loved you, Vanessa.
- We never talked.

- We talked.
- About work. About politics.

My mother died and...

This was a mistake.

Don't you dare say
I wasn't there for you.

- I was there for you.
- You were not. You flew out.

I had to fly out. You said it was fine.

- Because what could I say?
- That it wasn't fine.

But you were supposed to know
that it wasn't fine.

- How?
- God, it's like we never left each other.

You know what, thanks.

I just thought I had done two years
of my life well, that's all.

2006.

And seven.

You did do it well.

Sometimes it's too late.

[DOOR CLOSES]

WILL: How is she?
- Not what I expected.

- Is that good?
- It is.

So I met your son earlier.

- I know. He said.
- I was lame. I was babbling.

- He didn't say that.
- I was.

So...

Do you want me to meet them?

- What? No.
- I mean, formally.

I know. No.

You sure? Because I could probably
make a good impression.

That's okay. Thanks.

I mean, really, thanks, Will.

- But it's not necessary.
- Okay. Good.

Good. Good.

Mr. Gardner? Excuse me.

- I'm really sorry about earlier.
- For?

Nothing. I'm just figuring things
out here.

Good. But why are you sorry?

I just didn't mean
to come to you first.

Alicia said if I had any questions
to come to her

and not to bother the partners.

You're not bothering us.
Don't worry about it.

- You sure?
- I'm positive.

Okay. Thank you.

- Everybody's so nice here.
- Yeah. Lawyers.

The nicest people in the world.

Oh, come on.

- Hey.
- One minute.

Where are you putting me now,
the parking garage?

- Excuse me?
- I won the Taiwan case.

The one that
you sloughed off on me.

We got Chen at the airport,
trying to flee. He's going away for life.

I'm not moving you.
Peter's moving you.

Peter? Where?

There?

I guess you kiss enough butts,
you eventually kiss the right one.