The Good Wife (2009–2016): Season 4, Episode 3 - Two Girls, One Code - full transcript

We're still having
trouble contacting the mom

for an interview. Any help there?

Jackie? Sure.

She's probably circling the building.

- No, Alicia's mom.
- Oh.

That might prove a little more difficult.

- Let me check.
- Good.

Now, Will Gardner, Alicia's boss,

I still want to interview him.

Okay.

How about Diane Lockhart?



- We'd prefer Mr. Gardner.
- Why?

They went to Georgetown together.

I'll see what I can do.

Is there anything else, Mandy?

An interview with Alicia wouldn't hurt.

(laughs)

It seems this cover story is
more about Alicia than Peter.

No, we've just had greater access to Peter.

Ah.

♪ Everybody see that I'm on fire ♪

♪ Did they watch you
burn this mother down? ♪

♪ Please don't rescue me ♪

♪ I'm free to burn out as I please ♪

♪ Just leave me be... ♪



Am I being sandbagged?

Define sandbagged.

- Is this a hit piece?
- No.

It is an objective profile
of your candidate...

Come on, Mandy, you still
want something from me.

- What's going on?
- Get me face time with Alicia Florrick.

Tell me what's up first.

I have solid information of an affair.

Solid information?

What? From the checkout line?

Eli, you asked, so I told.

Get me some face time with Alicia.

(sighs)

When do you go to press?

This week.

(line ringing)

Come on, Alicia, come on.

This is Alicia Florrick. Please...

(phone beeps off)

ALICIA: So, if I went looking for
your voice recognition software...

WOMAN: Our name would be at the top.

ALICIA: And this is a search engine
result from last year... June 2011.

That's your software?

Margarita Motions?

Yes.

Julie and mine. We named it after our moms.

Margaret and Rita.

Gizmodo considered it the
top voice recognition software

in the country, and you resisted
being bought out by Apple

and Microsoft.

Yes, we wanted to do it
on our own, like our hero,

- Neil Gross.
- And what happened after June 2011?

We dropped.

Overnight, we dropped.

Now you have to flip through 28 pages

of search results to find us.

And if I were to look for your software

- by using your name...?
- Try it. Type it in.

"Do you want Margarita Mixes?"

It always corrects that way.

And you say this happened overnight?

Yes, it did. June 13, 2011.

And why do you know that
date so specifically?

Well, a week earlier, we were approached

by a sales rep from Chumhum,

Mr. Gross's company. They wanted us

to buy ads for the search engine,

and we said no; we wanted
to save the money for hiring.

And then a week later,

you dropped to page 28 in their results?

- Yes.
- And that's why you're suing for unfair trade practices?

Yes. The problem is,

if the search engine
doesn't acknowledge you,

you don't exist.

We went bankrupt.

We lost our money, our parents' money,

our friends' money.

We read your book...

Mr. Gross, we went to the same college.

- We're just trying to do what you did.
- Objection, Your Honor.

Please ask the witness

to refrain from addressing my client.

Would you like me to ask
her to not look at him, too?

Okay, do I have to separate you two?

Can you please speak up?

Nothing further, Your Honor.

LAWYER: Ms. Sun...

let me read you a review
by the tech blogger

UberTech, posted two days
before your search engine drop.

"Margarita Motions wasn't
just plagiarized. It stinks."

Don't you think your search engine drop

was due to the negative reviews?

A drop isn't based on
the quality of a product.

- It's based on how many people link to it.
- Yes.

But didn't, a week
earlier, competing software,

Wicked Savage Designs, go on sale?

- And isn't it more popular?
- It is now.

Isn't it at the top of all
voice-recognition searches?

Yes, but Wicked Savage
also took out Chumhum ads.

JUDGE MARX: What?

I said, Wicked Savage
also took out Chumhum ads.

(elevator bell dings)

Well, here we are again.

- Good to see you, Mr. Gross.
- This is harassment, pure and simple.

I don't think you've
met our newest associate,

- Cary Agos.
- Well, some people create,

- others destroy.
- Yup, I'll write that down.

Wait here, please. We'll be right back.

They got the whole team.

I'll go get Julie and Elizabeth?

Good. I want him to negotiate

while our clients are staring right at him.

(indistinct, overlapping chatter)

Uh, hello?

Is that him?!

Is that the bastard?

How many drinks does it take?!

How many?!

You rented out our conference room?

In my capacity as trustee,

supervising the restructuring
of Lockhart-Gardner,

and taking upon myself the task

of seeking other
cash-flow opportunities...

Mr. Hayden, we need our conference room.

It's for three days.

They're paying $8,765.

We're in the middle of a
million-dollar negotiation.

Where do you want me to
do it... in the bathroom?

Out of respect for his fellow alums,

and without admitting fault...

MAN: You bitch!

You stupid bitch!

Um... Mr. Gross is offering $123,000

to help defray Julie and Elizabeth's

- initial start-up costs. -
It's odd, you're not smiling.

Usually when people joke,

they smile.

You turn this down, ladies,

and you'll see what deep pockets can do.

CARY: Why don't you refrain

from speaking to our clients, Mr. Gross?

Why don't you tell them the truth...

that you have no leverage here.

Leverage belongs to whomever can outlast.

And money outlasts.

We take this money, we can start over.

ELIZABETH: It doesn't even
begin to address what we lost.

JULIE: He won't pay more. You heard him.

- We have no leverage here.
- WILL: Julie, give us a day.

If we don't have leverage
by then, take the offer.

WOMAN: You're the trustee, right?

Yes.

And you are...?

Oh, I'm Viola Walsh.

I'm the defendant in your current suit.

Unfair trade practices.

May I help you?

You may.

We're gonna fight this to the last breath.

Your team is working on contingency.

And you don't fight
Waterloo on contingency.

Now, I know that Will Gardner
likes to battle with his ego,

but I hope more
dispassionate minds can rule.

Ms. Walsh, you have to negotiate
with Mr. Gardner, not me.

You're watching out for the
creditors, sir. Will isn't.

And I don't think the
creditors are going to be happy

when you throw good work after bad.

I'm offering cash.

How much?

MAN: And that's how a search works.

Our software is like a gopher,
but a really fast gopher.

(chittering) (laughs)

It races through an index

of billions of billions of Web pages

all connected in a web of links.

We call this gopher, Chummie.

After Chummie finds all the pages

connected to your search...

May I interrupt here?

Yes, Your Honor, of course.

Is it... is it loud enough?

Is this necessary?

Isn't it just trying to explain a
template-based link analysis algorithm?

- Uh, yes, Your Honor.
- Okay.

Then we can turn it off.
There's no jury. Just me.

VIOLA: Of course, Your Honor. My apologies.

So there's no link between ad
sales and search engine results?

That is correct.

Even if I wanted to impact the results,

I couldn't.

The algorithm acts on its own.

We don't touch it.

VIOLA: Thank you, Mr. Gross.

Why are you shaking your head, Mr. Gross?

GROSS: I don't know. The usual reasons.

Disbelief, incredulity, disappointment.

Ah.

I must be endangering the future.

No, just being a bit melodramatic.

So you never tweak the algorithm?

Chummie, the squirrel,
just acts on his own?

No, I didn't say that.

But you said you couldn't
impact the results.

Yes.

But the algorithm needs almost
daily attention and revision.

I see. And why would you revise it?

(scoffs) Well, for one
thing, to avoid spam.

Spammers are constantly trying
to game the search results.

We adapt the algorithm to avoid that.

Ah, so the quality of the Web page

is taken into account in the algorithm?

Well, uh, uh, those
are your words, but yes.

And that quality is determined
on an almost-daily basis?

You said, "tweak the algorithm daily."

Yes.

Did you tweak the
algorithm on June 13, 2011?

I have no idea.

But you said "almost daily," so probably?

I have no idea.

You have no idea whether
the algorithm was tweaked

on June 13, 2011,

the day our clients'
software dropped from page one

on your search engine results to page 28?

That is correct.

Then, Your Honor, we subpoena Chumhum

for records on their algorithm.

Your Honor, excuse me. No.

The algorithm is the
key to Chumhum's success.

It's their secret sauce.

If you expose the algorithm,
you expose a trade secret.

So? The defendant has admitted
to changing the algorithm

based on quality,

which is the exact subject of this suit.

Your Honor, I just...

And the only way to determine whether

the defendant's claims are true
is to subpoena the evidence.

The best evidence rule
applies here, Your Honor.

Your Honor, the plaintiff knows

that we will never reveal the algorithm.

He is just using the court authority

so that he can force us into a settlement.

The difficulty I see, Ms.
Walsh, is that an attribute-based

linked analysis is not a closed system.

Therefore, it is subject to manipulation.

So I am prone to order such a subpoena.

We ask for 24 hours

- to prepare our arguments.
- Sorry, I couldn't hear that.

(louder): We ask for 24 hours to prepare.

(gavel bangs)

Remember when I used
to sleep on your couch?

Eli. What are you doing here?

Oh, I'm missing a speech to
the National Council of La Raza.

- How about you?
- Working.

Do you mind closing the door?

What do you need, Eli?

We've never talked about this.

In fact, I've deliberately
avoided talking about it.

By "it", you mean...?

You and Will.

Just so you know, I'd rather

be doing anything else.

Okay.

Mandy Post, the reporter,

wants to talk to you about your... affair.

Her word.

I pushed Mandy.

She seems to have a copy of a hotel receipt

for a September 30, 2011...

encounter...

and I need to know if
that timing makes sense.

I don't know.

There is a chance this
all could be a bluff.

But do you have any way

of checking if you were...

if there was a hotel stay?

Is she going to press with this?

She hopes to.

- And I hope to stop her.
- Can you?

I don't know.

She likes to think of herself
as a responsible journalist.

The good news is, responsible
journalists are the easiest to co-opt.

Are you still seeing him?

Let me put it this way:

if you are still seeing...

(quietly): Will...

you need to stop.

For a time.

This magazine has been
known to follow people.

I'm not seeing him.

Good.

Can I ask you when this stopped?

No.

(door opens)

(phones ringing, indistinct chatter)

(sighs)

(panting)

4x03
- Two Girls, One Code -

(phone vibrates)

- Yeah?
- ELI: It's me.

Where are you? Don't
you come to work anymore?

What do you need, Eli?

Your help. And first of all, let me say

it's not what you think... it's only

tangentially about the campaign.

I'm not helping Peter.

ELI: It's not about... (phone beeps off)

Who's Peter?

Someone.

You have a lot of someones in your life.

Yeah.

I want one of your omelets.

Hey, Bill wants to come over.

To say hi.

You know, he doesn't blame you anymore.

He's getting the cast off, and...

I was just thinking that... (sighs)

right.

So that's how we're gonna play it, is it?

How's that?

Yeah, that's better.

(drops knife to counter)

You know, you have a strange idea...

of how things work now.

I'm the husband and you're the wife.

Yeah.

And this isn't your home anymore.

Clean it up.

(door opens)

(door closes)

Thomas Giles.

I work as a search engine optimizer.

- And what is that?
- Ms. Walsh,

I know what a search engine optimizer is.

(chuckles): Thank you,
Your Honor. Of course.

When you offer your services, Mr. Giles,

- what is it that you guarantee?
- To get my clients

- onto the first page of a Chumhum search engine result.
- I see.

And did the plaintiffs hire you to do...

Objection, Your Honor. Relevance.

This is a preliminary hearing to discuss

- the subpoena of Chumhum's algorithm.
- Yes,

but the question of
damages must be established

before the question of a subpoena.

How many witnesses do you intend?

To establish the absence of damages? Two.

I will allow.

And did the plaintiffs hire you

to get their product on the
first page of a Chumhum search?

Yes. In other words,
the plaintiffs hired you

- to "game" the system.
- Objection!

And the Chumhum algorithm
just countered that gaming...

Objection.

- Overruled.
- Thank you, Your Honor.

Miss Holmes, where do you work?

In Chumhum's advertising department.

You're the evil advertiser
who approached the plaintiffs

about an online ad?

HOLMES: Well, I hope not evil, but yes.

- And they turned you down.
- Yes.

- Unfortunately, it happens.
- So you immediately told Mr. Gross, so that he

could meddle with the
algorithm and get back at them?

- No.
- You didn't? Really?

Because that just seems
like the sensible next step.

- CARY: Objection.
- Withdrawn.

- What did you do next, Miss Holmes?
- Well,

- after they said no, I went on vacation.
- You did?

- For how long?
- Two weeks.

And did you tell anyone at
Chumhum about the plaintiff's

- ad rejection?
- Before vacation? No.

It was bad news.

I usually hold off on bad news.

- So, just so I'm clear, you never told anyone...
- I get it, Ms. Walsh.

Any change in the algorithm

couldn't have come from
the advertising department

because Miss Holmes was on vacation.

- Do you have any documentation to that effect?
- Of course, Your Honor.

(elevator bell dings)

- You're on it?
- Yeah. How long have I got?

We're back in court tomorrow.

There's got to be someone
this advertising rep told

before her vacation.

We got this?

Were we together on September 30 last year?

Together?

I don't know. Why?

At a hotel?

Maybe. I don't know.

But you paid. I don't remember,

- was it that hotel downtown, the Fairmont?
- I can look.

Thanks.

Mandy Post says she has
a copy of the receipt.

I don't see how she could.

Well, Eli needs something to...

refute her.

She's gonna print it?

Eli's having a meeting with her
tonight to convince her not to.

I'll look right away.

You okay?

I don't know.

I feel cursed.

(door closes)

Will...

I like you,

and that's why I'm giving
you a chance to save face.

We're upping our offer 20%.

MAN (in distance): You want a divorce?!

You got it!

We want this over.

We're offering $160,000.

(giggling)

Will, I know that your
ego is invested in this,

but I hope that more
dispassionate minds rule.

Oh, no, what do you have for us now?

You were right... it wasn't about

the advertising; that's not why
you messed with the algorithm.

- Then why are we still talking?
- You messed with the algorithm

because Mr. Gross secretly bought out

Wicked Savage Designs.

He bought the top competing
voice-recognition software,

and a week later, Margarita dropped

on his search engine,
and Wicked Savage climbed.

CARY: We're presenting it in court tomorrow

unless you come up with a real offer.

Well, that was satisfying.

Sometimes the stars align.

(door slams)

What are you doing?

Talking to Viola.

- Ms. Walsh? Yes.
- We're in negotiations with her!

Calm down, Ms. Lockhart.

No.

You don't sabotage Will.

- How am I sabotaging?
- By talking to her.

Is she saying Will is a problematic negotiator

and you need to step in?

Is she lowballing you?

- Yes, of course she is!
- I'll go to the judge...

I will get you replaced for
sabotaging our negotiations, I swear!

I am helping you!

Of course she's lowballing me.

I'm not dumb. I'm getting her offer up.

Why do you think she added 20%?

She thinks she's pulling me on to her side.

But she's not?

Ms. Lockhart...

I work for the firm.

Yes, I have the power to
veto you and Mr. Gardner,

but your success...

is my success.

You have been paranoid for so long,

you don't recognize when
someone is on your side.

No. Actually, I'm waiting for a call.

- I'm just gonna call about homework.
- Eli is calling

this number, and I don't want to miss it.

- I'll get the call waiting.
- Grace, I said no.

In ten minutes.

(phone ringing)

Hello?

- Alicia?
- Yeah. Eli?

- Can you talk?
- Yeah.

I'm here with Mandy,
talking over the story.

Yeah.

You're in the clear.

(inhales)

How? She got the date wrong?

No.

It's, uh...

I... it's not about you.

Don't worry.

Eli, thank you. I...

Thank you.

Okay, I gotta go.

Take care. (click)

(sighs with relief)

ZACH: Is everything all right?

- Yeah.
- GRACE: Can I have the phone now?

"May I have the phone now?"

May I?

I love you.

I love you, too.

- You all right?
- (whispers): Yeah.

Oh, actually, I do need the
phone, just for one minute.

Now?

Yeah, I left my cell phone at work.

(phone ringing)

(beep)

Alicia, hi.

How are you?

Okay.

(laughs softly)

We're okay.

You talked to Eli?

Just now.

It wasn't about us.

Good. Who's it about?

Um... (clears throat) I've gotta go.

Yeah.

Thanks for calling, Alicia.

You're welcome.

(phone keypad beeping)

(line ringing)

ELI: You've reached the
voice mail of Eli Gold.

(phone beeps off)

Zach, Grace, I'm going to
go out for a few minutes.

(elevator bell dings)

Alicia, hey.

Everything all right?

I don't know, Eli, is it?

(sighs)

Mandy.

You said it wasn't about
us, so who's it about?

(sighs) Alicia.

Eli, it's going to come out anyway.

It's, it's a lie, it's gossip,

the same as when we
thought it was you and Will.

I'm gonna make this easy.

There's a rumor of Peter
sleeping with someone last year.

Mandy has a hotel receipt?

We were separated, Eli.

Just tell me.

I'm just getting to the bottom of this now.

And I haven't told Peter.

Supposedly it's a campaign worker,

but it's pure fiction.

Alicia...

this is politics.

Peter is vulnerable in this,

and that is why it's being used.

What's wrong?

Nothing. (phone rings)

I have to go.

You know, you did call me.

I know.

Tomorrow night?

(scoffs)

Sorry to inconvenience you.

Lana, I really have to go.

Kalinda, you come here,

and I feel like I'm warming
you up for someone else.

You're not.

Hey.

Hi.

You seem good.

I'm excited about the case.

Uh, Your Honor, before we begin, I believe

there's still a question of standing.

No, Your Honor, there's
no question of standing.

There is a question of Chumhum's
purchase of Wicked Savage.

Yes, but first there is
a question of standing

being raised by Chancellor Carlyle.

- Who?
- MAN: Your Honor, I am the chancellor

of Chicago Polytechnic.

I'm happy for you.

Now, what do you want?

I'm here to assert the university's
ownership of the software

titled Margarita Motions.

What?!

If I could point to page 42 of
the university's student handbook:

"The college owns the right

to all works, inventions,
developments, and discoveries"

created by employees or students..."

You're kidding... we invented this.

Yes, but on school property
and using school resources.

There is a legal precedent here,

Your Honor.

Google was forced to
negotiate with Stanford

over the rights to Google,
and the University of Illinois

sued one of the co-founders of
Netscape for trademark infringement.

Therefore, we ask that
the subpoena be quashed,

given that the plaintiffs'
standing here is unclear.

Just give me a listen.

Uh, I'm on a case, Eli.

It's for Alicia, not Peter.

Look, Peter is being accused of sleeping

with a campaign worker, and he didn't.

I'm just trying to stop the story

before it embarrasses Alicia.

- Embarrasses Alicia?
- Yes.

After all she's been
through, you know it will.

Just listen to the reporter's
questions, that's all.

This is Kalinda, my assistant.

I asked her to sit in.

Hi.

Really?

I thought we were finishing up.

Oh, no, I'm sorry if I
gave you that impression.

If you want face time
with Peter and Alicia,

I'll need to know what you're going to ask.

His assistant, huh?

(sighs)

Peter Florrick and one
of his campaign workers

slept together on September 30.

Where?

Eli, we vetted this.

Then what's your worry?

(sighs)

The St. Martin.

Was she visiting him or he visiting her?

They were both there.

Campaign workers on one floor,

- Peter on another.
- And which room did they go to?

They had a prearranged signal.

She was to go to his floor at
11:30 and knock on his door.

KALINDA: On how many occasions?

What's her name?

No.

ELI: Mandy, if it's true...

And if I tell you, you'll have
no reason to buy the magazine.

Get me face time.

Eli told me.

Peter, let's not do this, please.

It's not true; I wanted you to know.

Seriously, Peter, I
have had a very long day,

and by the end of the week,

I will have had a very long week.

Look, I have a target on my
back, and this is not true.

Do you remember what
you said the first time?

"It's not true."

And that's exactly why they're
throwing this crap at me...

because my denials will look like lies.

It's politics.

The problem is, Peter, I don't give a damn.

WILL: Good morning, Chancellor.

What's this, Chancellor?

It's my book... a book I wrote

about ways to improve education in America.

And what income did you
derive from this book?

In royalties?

I... well, I don't have the facts

and figures at my fingertips.

I do, actually.

$71,450, mostly due to students

being required to buy it as a textbook.

Now, how much of that
money went to the college?

CARLYLE: How much? You
mean, of the royalties?

I don't know.

Did any portion go to the college?

I... no.

But you're a college
employee, aren't you, sir?

And the student handbook
here clearly states,

"College owns the rights to all works,

inventions, developments,

and discoveries created
by employees and students."

Yes, but that's not a fair comparison.

I'm the university chancellor.

So the rules don't apply to you?

No, that's not what I said.

The college is selective in
how it enforces its rules?

Oh, come on.

There is a radical
difference between $71,000

in royalties and the potential millions

from the plaintiffs'
voice recognition software.

Yes, thank you for
prompting the good chancellor

in how to answer my question, but...

Objection, Your Honor.

I find this line of question
offensive and irrelevant.

No, it isn't, Ms. Walsh; it actually isn't.

Please continue, Counselor.

WILL: Thank you, Your Honor.

Is Mr. Neil Gross a
graduate of your university?

He is an honored graduate.

And did you know that his company
Chumhum is worth $86 billion?

Well, even if you didn't
know that, you knew

that he'd given a $50 million
endowment to the university.

- Yes.
- So...

have you claimed ownership of Chumhum?

No.

Really?

But you read in his book that he created

his page-ranking hierarchy
in your computer lab.

MARX: Okay, that's enough.

I'm ready to rule on standing.

It is my determination that,
due to estoppel by silence

and my general disgust with
the chancellor's tactics...

Excuse me, sir.

Excuse me.

This is my court; you may go now.

Thank you.

The college has no standing
here, and the interests

of the plaintiff' suit holds sway.

Yes! Yes!

I also find that Mr. Gross will open
all pertinent aspects of his algorithm

- to scrutiny...
- Your Honor, we cannot allow

- the algorithm, as you know...
- Yes, you can.

Ms. Walsh, what you cannot
do is hide behind the skirts

of trade secrets indefinitely.

I will appoint a third party

to peruse all algorithm documents, in order

to avoid competitive leaking.

Mr. Gardner?

Yes.

I know what you're doing.

Your firm's bankrupt.

You lost my competitor, Patrick Edelstein,

so you're looking for another big fish.

You know I have a tendency to buy out

my irritants, hire firms who sue me,

so this... just a little performance piece.

Well, not to toot our own horn, Mr. Gross,

but there is strategic
advantage in hiring the firm

that used to represent your competition.

Although we're legally bound
by attorney-client privilege,

we know how Mr. Edelstein works

and we know how to beat him.

You're right... strategically smart...

but, you see, here's the
thing: I don't like you

and I intend to go out of
my way to never hire you.

Nice talking with you.

Look, Mr. Gross, little advice:

If you're looking for a good lawyer,

don't go with who you like.

If I can irritate you like this,

just think what I can do to your enemies.

I'm rich enough not to care.

ELI: There were 12 campaign workers

at the St. Martin, ten of them female.

Who's that?

Indira Starr, advance.

And she was at the hotel?

Yeah, why?

Kalinda, it is not true.

Peter did not sleep with her.

(door opens) PETER: Eli...

I want you to look at this speech...

Hi, Peter.

ELI: Peter, you know Kalinda Sharma?

Yes, in the State's Attorney's Office.

- Of course, yeah.
- She's helping us with, uh, Mandy Post.

Excuse me.

Uh, you want the photo?

- I'm sorry.
- Thanks.

Sure.

(door closes)

You have her on this?

Yeah, why?

She wants to be on it?

Yeah.

Okay.

- Okay.
- What do I need to know here, Peter?

(sighs)

Nothing.

Let's go over this.

VIOLA: You're reluctant to reveal

the Chumhum algorithm to the court.

Why is that?

Well, for the obvious reason,

it's our crown jewels.

Other companies would pay
millions for access to it.

VIOLA: And you're here
to tell the court that you

won't acquiesce to their subpoena,

- is that right?
- Yes, but I believe

I have the law on my side.

VIOLA: Why is that?

- The First Amendment.
- WILL: Oh, dear God.

JUDGE MARX: Mr. Gardner.

Please.

Our search engine results

are protected by free speech.

To compel their release

is the same as compelling a
newspaper to reveal its sources.

(Will chuckling)

VIOLA: Thank you, Your Honor.

Therefore, you have editorial
discretion, Mr. Gross?

Yes, and that is why I am
resisting this subpoena.

Hey. Hey.

- Kalinda, hello.
- NICK: Hey.

This must be your friend.

Kalinda is it?

How are you doing? I'm Nick.

He was just keeping me company.
Thrilling me with his accent.

Oh, I was trying to.

So how do you two know each other?

- Just friends.
- Really?

You seem like more.

Well, I don't know. You seem like, uh,

adopted sisters or something.

No.

Friends from way back.

Let me get you both a drink.

Friends.

Sure.

Oh, I've just got something through.

Sorry. Will you excuse me, please?

I'm just gonna be one second.

Dyke.

Kevin Costas.

I'm a blogger.

My blog, UberTech, was awarded

one of the Top 25 Tech
Blogs of 2010 by Engadget.

Congratulations. And
on your blog you wrote:

"Margarita Motions
wasn't just plagiarized...

it stinks."

Yes.

And how do you know it was plagiarized?

KEVIN: How do I know the software was?

Because it was.

'Cause it's not very good.

And you have proof they stole it?

You mean, actual proof?

No.

But I don't need it. It's my opinion.

VIOLA: Objection, Your
Honor. What does this

have to do with the lawsuit?

ALICIA: Mr. Gross is claiming

editorial discretion for his search engine,

therefore he is responsible
for its editorial content...

- Wait a minute...
- They can't have their cake

and eat it too, Your Honor.

If they insist on free speech protections,

then they're responsible for that speech.

Your Honor...

No, Ms. Walsh, she's right.

Overruled.

So, Mr. Costas, you printed the accusation

of plagiarism without
checking truth or falsehood?

I didn't need to.

And did Mr. Gross, or anyone from Chumhum,

ask you for evidence as to
the truth of your accusation?

Uh... from Chumhum?

Uh, no.

Judge, this is absurd.

Chumhum has millions of pages. If my client

is gonna be held liable
for every single one...

Well, then there will be a hell of a lot

- of defamation suits.
- Yes, Ms. Walsh.

I'm not making a free speech argument.

You are.

(sighs)

One million dollars.

But you have to take it now.

No consulting with
Will. No second guessing.

Just business between two like minds.

No.

- We're not going higher.
- That's probably true.

(sighs)

It's one million dollars.

This firm is bankrupt.

Then negotiate with Will. Tell him.

But I'll advise him not to take it.

Why?

I've seen the evidence.

- You're a businessman.
- Yes. Show a businessman

a winning hand, he doesn't need
to be a gambler to go all in.

I'm going all in.

Will has gotten to you.

He's put dollar signs in your eyes.

I'm trying to be the peacemaker here.

(laughs)

Why aren't people just
upfront with what they want?

Why don't they ever
just say what they mean?

Well, you have chosen a really strange time

to get philosophical.

No.

It's the perfect time.

Thank you.

At first I was just...

you know, flirtatious.

Older guys like to flirt with me.

- I have a nice laugh.
- And then you two had sex?

Yeah, but it wasn't a big deal.

I told that reporter, it's not
like I'm some Rielle Hunter.

How many times did you have sex?

Maybe eight times. I don't know.

Was it always at a hotel?

No, uh, twice at his apartment.

Once, we were doing it in the bedroom and

we heard his wife coming home.

Yeah, it was like something out of a movie.

I had to hide in the bathroom.

She saw me, too.

She saw you?

- Alicia saw you?
- Yeah, Alicia.

But she said it was no big deal.

I mean, she's used to it.

I guess he's a real man whore.

- Really?
- Oh, yeah.

She was like, you can
do it anywhere you want,

just not in my apartment.

But you know how it is.

GROSS: We are negotiating.

ALICIA: Zero is not a negotiation.

GROSS: Well, then throw out some numbers.

ALICIA: Mr. Gross, settle down.

Sorry we're late. Where are we at?

We seem to be at zero.

VIOLA: Well, don't forget,
we've agreed not to sue

- for court costs.
- Stop playing games, Viola.

It's settle or hand over the algorithm.

Mm... no.

I think there's a third way.

And what's that?

Have you spoken to your clients?

You're right.

I do tend to buy out my irritants.

Just not their lawyers.

Oh, Alicia, hi. We were
just leaving a note.

You settled?

Mr. Gross hired us to run
Wicked Savage Designs for him.

Their voice recognition software.

What happened to running your own company?

Things change.

Thank you, Alicia.

You guys were great. If
we ever get in trouble

again, we will give a call.

(sighs)

(chuckles)

ALICIA: What do you need, Eli?

Eli?

Do you and Peter have an open marriage?

(giggling)

I'll take that as a no.

Take it any way you want.

We interviewed the campaign worker

who supposedly slept with Peter

and she said you have an open marriage.

- Well, I can't stop what Peter says.
- No.

She said you told her.

She said you found her

in your apartment bathroom, hiding,

and you told her not to worry
about sleeping with Peter

because you have an open marriage...

just so long as it's not at

your apartment.

This is all a lie?

Good. Then that means this campaign
worker isn't just lying about Peter.

She is also lying about you.

♪ Can everybody see ♪

♪ that I'm on fire ♪

♪ Did they watch you ♪

♪ burn this mother down? ♪

♪ Please don't rescue me ♪

♪ I'm free to burn as I please ♪

♪ Just leave me be ♪

♪ don't put me out.. ♪

(laughs)

I don't know what you're
getting on about this.

It isn't that hard.

I know you tried a lot of things

when I was away,

and I forgive you.

Thanks.

Yep.

But now I'm back.

And I don't want you doing anymore

of that college dorm stuff.

No more... no more women.

Things change.

Some things don't change.

You belong to me.

I belong to you.

And I know where your girlfriend lives.

I'd like to see you try.

- I don't think you would.
- Oh, I would.

She's a federal agent.

My girlfriend...

is a federal agent.

So good luck with that.

♪ I don't care if people know ♪

♪ I don't care what they'd say... ♪

Oh, Eli,

are we, are we doing
this speech in Oak Park?

'Cause if we are,

I think the demographic's all wrong.

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