Previously on Family Law...
-While I house hunt-- -She's moving in.
When you break up, and I say when, I won't be choosing sides
-Martina, what are we doing? -I don't know.
-It's not fair to him or you. -Daniel?
Psychology and Behaviorism Conference?
Yes. Last May.
-Are you okay? -I don't know how to thank you.
How about you buy the drinks?
Nina texted me back! "How about coffee before work?"
-Who looks foolish now? -Moral inventory.
it's an assessment of your life, weaknesses, character defects...
-That would fit on a Post-it note. -Would it?
Is it bad that I'm looking forward to this week without my kids?
When Frank had custody, I was losing my mind!
But now you know every other week is yours.
You can look forward to both.
It's the weirdest feeling. It's like being two people.
Well, I'm into both of you.
-What in the holy-- -Bagpipes.
Devon joined a Scottish punk band.
Well, we could stay at your place this week?
It's not my place! It's Lucy's, and she's still getting over Maggie.
I guess having a happy couple in her guest bedroom...
Kind of an asshole move.
I'm working tonight, but hotel tomorrow?
-Yes! -We get a discount at Holiday Inn.
I'll book us a suite at the Pan Pacific.
I'm at her door, Quinn's eyes are locked on mine,
and I'm sure he's knocking me out cold.
Oh, my God!
Then he says "Martina's told me all about you."
-And hauls me inside. -No!
Then, I'm sitting next to Quinn, staring at the rug his girlfriend
and I had sex on, hearing about how he ran out of air on his dive.
-Isn't he a food journalist? -He was in the Australian Outback,
writing a feature on "bush tucker".
-Where was Martina during all this? -On the couch beside him.
Why the hell did you stay?
I showed up with her favorite takeout.
I had to, or it would've looked suspicious.
I got out as soon as I could.
You're lucky it didn't get ugly.
You're staying away from Martina, right?
Actually, she texted me this morning.
She's waiting for Quinn to wake up and then they're having a long talk.
-She's going to break up with him? -I feel bad for him.
Quinn seems cool, but what we have is undeniable.
Harry! Did you hear the news?
Likely not, Chip. I don't read the tabloids.
I've made the bench.
You? Really? I, for one, could not be more pleased for you. Well done.
I look forward to seeing you and your associates in my courtroom.
My favorite was probably the glowing mushrooms in the Shikoku Forest.
-Nina! Hey! How was your trip? -Great.
I come bearing gifts. My dad's meeting me here.
Do we have to wait? I love presents.
Every December, I'd get so excited,
I had to get a Christmas present a night, or I'd barf.
Here. You can have yours.
I remembered you saying you loved everything spicy.
That is so thoughtful. Thanks.
The Hiyung chili, the hottest one native to Indonesia.
-Cecil, no! -Not the whole.
Ms. Bianchi? I also made a life decision on my travels.
After I saw what you did with the Dr. Doug case,
-I'd like to apply to law school. -That's great!
I'd love to pick your brain. Can we go for lunch this week?
How's tomorrow? 12:30?
Are you okay, Cecil?
I'm not sure what's taking my Dad, he's probably with Michelle.
-Your dad's new girlfriend? -They met online just before we left.
Texting and talking all the time, couldn't wait to see each other--
Michelle showed up in Indonesia to surprise him. Highly romantic.
Cecil told us the whole story.
-You don't like her? -No. No, she's great.
And I haven't seen my dad this happy since...
-You miss it being the two of you. -I'm a terrible person.
It's an adjustment, seeing your dad with someone else.
My dad's dating my mom, and that's no picnic.
Yeah. Kind of the same thing. Except our moms are dead.
Anyway, these travel romances, they hardly ever survive the cold,
hard light of daily existence. I give it a month.
There they are! Our Svensson family, everyone this is Michelle.
Sorry to keep you waiting Nina-Beana.
What has two thumbs and just popped the big question?
This guy!
What has a ring finger and just said " yes"? This gal!
Family Law
-Say"Baa-teek!" -Batik!
Got it.
Dad, how long had you been planning to propose?
I wasn't. It was totally spontaneous.
I know it seems like we're going quite fast--
But life is fleeting. You never know know how long you get
-with the one you love. -Yeah.
You got to make the most of every moment.
That is so great.
There he is, the Grande Nacho himself!
Bryan! Back from your travels so soon?
This is my beautiful fiancée, Michelle.
You must be Harry, Bryan's dear friend.
-Hello. -Hi.
Now if you'll excuse me, some of us do have work.
Abigail, Daniel, in my office, please? Now.
Welcome back, Nina.
Do you have time this week to help us with a prenup?
Are you sure you need one?
I know the class-action settlement was good, but $150,000 isn't huge.
Oh, no, it's not for me.
Michelle's about to come into a chunk of change,
I want her to know that I'm marrying her for love.
How big are we talking?
Her Uncle Lyle passed away.
Left her his entire estate, she thinking maybe 20 million?
-In that case-- -I can meet in 10.
Yeah!
Judge Chip Crombie? Are you kidding?
Tomorrow's his swearing-in ceremony, then a reception.
I shouldn't have to say how essential it is to flatter
-and woo the arrogant, little weasel. -I'll be there.
You won't be required.
It's we who must make amends
for some of our more pointed remarks.
-I have plans. -She can't go.
She already has a sketchy reputation. she'll only make it worse.
Harry, I will woo that weasel into a docile pet
and hand you his leash by the end.
Winston, send a congratulatory bottle of scotch to Chip Crombie.
-Nice new digs, Ms. Bianchi! -Thanks.
I can give you both some idea of what to consider in a prenup,
but I can only advise one of you.
Michelle, you'll have to get your own lawyer.
We really don't need to do this.
Oh, no. I don't want you doubting for a second why I'm marrying you.
I could never, ever doubt you.
-You're the pop to my corn! -You're the mac to my cheese.
You're the hot to my tub.
Given that 50% of marriages end in divorce--
-That means that-- -50% don't end in divorce.
You'll want to consider if you plan on shared property ownership?
Sweetie.
You're going to be my husband.
What's mine is yours, till death do us part.
I won't keep Uncle Lyle's ranch all to myself.
Think about if you use your individual premarital property
to purchase a joint-owned home.
Will the paying spouse need to be reimbursed?
If you pay for most of it, do you keep it and buy him out?
Or is it a condition that it be sold and you share equally in any profits?
-Have you heard from Martina yet? -No.
What's taking so long?
I know Quinn's jet-lagged, but it's almost noon.
Who're you texting?
A woman I met at my boxing class. Kelly.
So, is Kelly a new friend, or... a new friend?
Oh, honestly? I can't tell. I sent out the signals.
Told her that my ex-wife took our baby and left.
Your flirting needs work.
Kelly just referred to her ex, unhelpfully, as "Alex".
If we meet, I'll tell you if she's into you.
-Think your gaydar trumps mine? -Can't be worse!
-You're clearly off your game. -Fine. Come to boxing.
Martina. She wants me to meet her right now.
Good luck.
-Hi. -Hey.
How'd it go with Quinn?
It's so hard. We were practically kids when we met.
Ten years is a long time.
I don't know if I'd even be a chef if it weren't for him.
He pushed me to follow my dream.
Supported me through school...
he moved here for me.
You didn't tell him about us.
I... have to try to make things work with Quinn.
-You have to? -I want to.
I love having you in my life.
I don't want to lose our friendship, but right now...
Yeah. No.
-Probably better if we just... -Just...
until I figure things out with Quinn.
I'm sorry.
Maybe I can rebook the hotel for Thursday?
Why? Let's just go to this thing, pig out on free hors d'oeuvres,
instead of shelling out on a fancy dinner.
We still end up in the same king-sized bed.
No bagpipes.
It's probably better if I go alone.
-Was I that bad last time? -No! Of course not.
-Harry will be there. -You don't want me to meet him?
I don't want anyone to meet my dad.
Seriously, it's different this time. These people are my peers now.
And I can't hold my own in that crowd?
Obviously, you can.
I'm going to have to spend the whole night working the room.
Okay.
We'll reschedule.
You know what? Forget it.
We'll just go.
We'll make an appearance, I'll suck up to Chip Crombie,
and we'll ghost after an hour.
We still end up in the same king-sized bed, no bagpipes.
Danny, I am so sorry.
Their relationship obviously has issues
otherwise she wouldn't have hooked up.
That's true.
Maybe they'll realize it's run its natural course.
Yeah. What Martina and I have...
doesn't just go away because Quinn back.
What?
Have you seen Bryan and Michelle? They were supposed to be here.
-Nope. -Huh.
Gah-- Mother.
Tell me you're not picking up his dry-cleaning?
I offered.
Your father wasn't in form this morning.
No. We agreed, you do not talk to me about him.
He would never admit it,
but I think this whole Chip Crombie thing has really shaken him.
-But with me on his arm tonight-- -What? No. You're not coming.
I haven't seen these people in decades. I'm dying to see who got
-good work done and who didn't. -No!
Even I have heard the infamous martini-in-lap story.
Come on! That was 40 years ago.
People are still talking about it. We can't afford a scene like that.
Well, my scene didn't make the rounds on YouTube.
That's because YouTube didn't exist.
Crombie will be deciding our cases, Mother.
Oh, I know what the stakes are.
I'm not sure you do.
-I just told you! -Then what are you wearing tonight?
Th-- This.
Ha! I rest my case.
What?
I was wondering if we'd see you today.
How'd it go at the clinic?
Well, good news, spicy foods don't cause hemorrhoids,
but they can irritate anal--
-Hi! Hi, Nina. -Hi.
I'm really sorry I had to bail on you yesterday, but I had a--
Fire to put out.
-We still on for coffee Thursday? -Nina! Talked to your Dad?
He and Michelle missed the appointment.
They don't need a prenup anymore.
They got married.
-What? When? -Yesterday.
They didn't tell me, just sent me this.
If you want a double vodka at lunch, I get it.
This has been so great.
I'll sign up for an LSAT prep course right away.
This is on me.
-You don't have to. -Yes, I do.
You've given me so much already. Plus...
you took my mind off my dad getting married without telling me.
So, yay.
Sorry, it didn't go through.
That's weird. I know I haven't gone over my limit.
Want to try another card?
Sure. How's debit?
Are you sure you don't want me to?
I'm sure it's just a mix-up.
This one's declined too.
-But I know there's money in there. -Thanks.
My dad and I opened a joint account for our settlement checks.
Thank you.
It's empty.
Do you know where your dad is?
First, we miss our appointment,
then I forget you're taking Ms. Bianchi out for lunch.
Newlywed brain!
Everything's fine. She just needed to borrow money.
-For what? -15 years of back taxes
on her Uncle Lyle's estate.
She'll have her inheritance by the end of the week.
Then she'll pay back that tiny loan.
-How tiny? -Just $100,000.
-Bryan, can we give Michelle a call? -Sure.
-Call wife! -Calling wife.
You've reached a number that has been disconnected--
That's weird. Only got one wife.
How much do you know about Michelle?
Everything. We've been talking nonstop since we met.
Online. 12 weeks ago.
It was an instant, deep connection, like we've always known each other.
At what point did you mention the class-action settlement?
I said in my profile I was taking the next year off to travel the world,
she's the one who said "coming into money really changes your life."
And you said--?
That I felt the same, ever since the settlement check came in.
No! No. Michelle isn't like that.
She'd give you the shirt off her back!
Remember in Indonesia? She wouldn't let us pay for a thing!
-Not even the hotel. -"Hostel," Dad.
-She probably spent like, 300 bucks. -She was reeling you in.
Why would she put the new car in my name, then?
Did she pay for it?
I mean, I put down the deposit, but she'll make all the payments.
Look. You still have your house.
Real-estate is through the roof. That's a solid nest egg.
Dad?
The thing is...
we were so bummed out by the prenup meeting
and I wanted to reassure Michelle that our love was forever, so I--
I suggested matching tattoos...
but she took me to this notary and we...
we had her name added on the title, which was surprisingly easy
as I don't have a mortgage, then she perked up, and then...
we got the confirmation e-mail this morning...
right before she left.
She must've seen him coming from a mile away.
Con artists play into emotion, not intelligence.
Probably made him feel like he was the most interesting person ever.
-That should've been his first clue. -She must've seen he was lonely.
Got him talking about his cash windfall.
Said she had a big inheritance, but hadn't met that special someone.
Bryan had to have had been in some denial from the start.
He tells her about his settlement, and surprise!
-She shows up on the same island? -To be fair, you're in denial too
if you think you and my mom won't end in bloodshed.
-Touché. -Called the Land Title Office?
The title to the house is transferred and registered.
We'll get the marriage annulled and get the title back due to fraud.
Shouldn't be hard, they've only been married since yesterday. Abigail.
We can't be late for Chip's swearing-in. Go get changed.
What is wrong with what I'm wearing?
I know you hate staying past five, but dig up all you can on Michele.
-I can be here all night. -Amazing how the right motivation
-lights a fire under your butt. -Too soon.
We should go if we want to make boxing on time.
I'll meet you at the elevators.
Hello?
Hi.
Luce? Sorry. I might have to meet Kelly another time.
-Why? -I said I'd meet someone.
-Oh, my God. Daniel! -Not Martina.
-Quinn. -What?
He asked what local breweries were good and if I wanted--
You said, "No. I have plans with my sister."
He doesn't know anyone, Martina's working tonight.
What good can come from you hanging out with Martina's boyfriend?
It's one beer.
How's the house-hunt going?
Nothing inspiring so far, but I'm not in any rush.
Your father's penthouse is very comfortable.
Well, you're either being willfully blind or--
Joanne! Oh, you look fabulous.
Thank you, Veronica. I love that pendant.
-Chip got it for me on our 30th. -Can you believe it?
Your Chip on the bench? You must be so proud.
It's validation after all the years of long hours and hard work.
-Couldn't have done it without you. -I was talking about me.
This must be your accomplished daughter, Abigail. Thanks for coming.
You and Harry coming means a lot to Chip.
Thanks for the invite.
Will you excuse me? I see someone in need of rescue.
Well, I won't take your time...
So, "fire technology"-- is that a diploma program?
So I just met Veronica Crombie. She's lovely.
-What could she possibly see in Chip? -I've asked myself that many times.
-Can I get you a cranberry and soda? -Sure, that'd be great. Thanks.
-How old is he? -Thirties.
-So, 30. -You wouldn't bat an eye
-if it were reversed. -He seems perfectly nice.
He is nice. And fun and--
And a good palate cleanser for you.
Keep going, I'll pour the martini on your lap this time.
I saw the crocs circling, I thought I'd be okay on this rock,
then the tide starts coming in, and it's lifting them
above the first set of waterfalls, then the second...
-next big wave, I am croc meat. -Holy shit.
But then I remember I still have kangaroo meat left in the bag.
So, I start chucking it. As soon as they go for it, I jump!
-You must've been 20 or 30 feet up. -At least.
Then I scramble back into the boat,
right before this massive croc almost takes my leg off.
I think I owe you a second for surviving.
Must be hard, though.
Away for months, coming back to an apartment you've never lived in?
Martina and I have been apart a lot over the years.
We're used to it.
The first week is always exhausting.
-Jet lag? -Sex.
It's like we're making up for four months in four days.
-Maybe I should just get the bill. -No, no. One more round.
I want to know if the late- night talk shows tried to book you.
-What? -"I assure you...
I'm not a pug." Your video! I must've watched it a hundred times.
-Where did-- -Martina sent it to me.
It's hilarious!
Cheers.
Excuse us, boys.
All right.
You have managed to chat up everyone here except Chip.
Just get it over with.
Into the breach!
-Chip! Congratulations again. -Oh, hey, Harry.
-I got the scotch you sent. -Just a small gesture.
I gave it to the cleaner. Now I'm on the bench,
I can't risk any impropriety.
-Are you insinuating--? -Goodness-- we didn't even think!
Well, we'll just have to have you and Veronica over for dinner instead.
What a generous way to pay it forward.
How do you keep getting hotter?
Whatever you're doing please tell my wife.
I got to ask, what're you doing back with this old man?
Well, you were taken.
Great party. I'll give Veronica a call about dinner.
I'll look forward to it.
-You were incredible. -As always.
As always.
Burritos from TacoFino.
Salsa on the side.
-You're the best, Winston. -Want some digging up dirt
-on Nina's step-monster? -I wouldn't say no to that.
Can I just say one thing?
-Nina obviously likes you. -Right?
As a friend.
If she was wanted anything more, wouldn't she make more of an effort?
She agreed to a coffee date.
Five days in advance. She invited Abby out to lunch on a day's notice.
-Yeah, a business lunch. -Right.
I just have to play nice to the host, and then we can get out of here.
-I'll grab your coat. -Okay. Thanks.
Hello.
He's adorable. Where'd you find him? Toys 'R Us?
I just wanted to tell you how pleased I am--
Word of advice, honey. If you want to be taken seriously,
don't bring your boy-toy to a work event just to piss off Daddy.
Now, you were saying?
How pleased I am to see yet another middle-aged,
mediocre white man ascend the ranks based on cronyism instead of merit.
-Night-night. -Chip! Come see who's here.
-Ms. Bianchi? -Winston? What are you doing here?
Cecil sent me. We tried calling.
We found a blog about Michelle. Bryan's not the only victim.
Start contacting the other victims.
I'll meet you at the office in half an hour.
Bryan, I'm sorry to put you through this,
but I think you need to hear what they have to say.
I knew her as Mimi Fuller.
We met online.
She told me she loved salsa dancing too.
Our first date was at a Cuban supper club...
I'll tell you, she made me feel like I was the only man in the room.
The way Maya heard me...
it was like we had a spiritual connection.
She was vegan, into yoga and Qigong.
We talked about buying a piece of land and
opening a healing center with the money I got from my mom.
Oh, yeah, she talked a big game. Huge inheritance from her Aunt Lily.
Just one problem. She owed a pile of back taxes.
And, of course, she needed a loan to pay those off.
All rise.
Before we begin, I'd just like to say congratulations.
Get on with it, we've got a full docket today.
Absolutely.
I'm here to petition the court for an annulment
of Mr. Bryan Beasley's marriage to Ms. Michelle Fischer.
Michelle Fischer goes by a variety of aliases
with the sole intention of defrauding her victims.
She misrepresented herself to my client and, as a result,
he had no idea who, in fact, he was marrying.
We ask that you grant an annulment immediately.
On the basis of fraud. Thank you.
Well, Mr. Svensson, I was hoping that you'd give a compelling argument,
but the one you gave was, what's the word...
mediocre?
-Your Honor-- -Petition denied.
She said she loved bowling and Steve Martin movies...
but it was all lies.
I could really use someone to talk to.
Absolutely.
-This session's on me. -Come on in, Bryan.
You're not going to stay?
When Paula died...
I thought that part of my life was over forever.
And then, one day, my little girl's all grown up.
I thought that maybe I could find someone.
And getting out there was really tough, so...
it just made me miss Paula more.
And then I was ready to give up, and then there she was...
she was smart and beautiful and funny.
Gosh, she used to make me laugh!
The way that she laughed at my jokes.
I really thought that I was...
I should've known.
I have no doubt that you really did make her laugh.
-Yeah, because I'm a joke. -No!
Because people love being around you, Bryan.
Your positive attitude.
You have such a generous spirit.
You know what really sucks?
I'll never able to trust anyone ever again.
Opening yourself up to love after you've been hurt...
it's hard. It'll take some time.
But right now, focus on what you can do.
Forgive yourself. It will get better.
For now, just...
take things day by day.
It should've been a slam dunk, but it all felt weirdly punitive.
He put this very specific emphasis on the word "mediocre".
-What happened at Chip's party? -Nothing!
My better half stepped in to save me.
Maybe it's because you're a crap lawyer.
It means there's nothing more we can do for Bryan.
We can file for divorce
and ask that all assets be restrained pending trial.
Not for a year. Who knows how much more damage she'll do by then?
This is fraud!
We have to find a way to help him.
Talk to a criminal lawyer.
Ben Cohen, best in the city.
Okay. Thanks.
Abigail.
I don't know what you said to Chip, but it must've been bad.
Don't bother denying it.
That face you make, trying not to look guilty?
That one! You've been making it since you were two.
-Ben Cohen? -Yes.
Abigail Bianchi from Svensson and Svensson.
-We have a meeting. -Right!
We'll have to push that. I have an emergency bail hearing.
You could've called and saved me the trip over.
Check your voicemail. My assistant probably called.
If I hadn't Googled you,
I would've walked right past you and waited like an idiot.
Don't say that, I'm sure you're reasonably intelligent.
I said it was urgent! You said you'd make time,
-I would've called someone else. -I'll give you till the courthouse.
If you can keep up.
You've got no case.
But she has multiple aliases, uses an inheritance scam to defraud.
-There's a criminal pattern. -Your client is criminally gullible.
-Could you walk a tiny bit slower? -Maybe you could speed up.
I know, it's not fair. She should have to pay back
-what she stole and go to jail. -Yes!
It will never happen.
-We have affidavits from seven men! -Doesn't matter.
If you do find her, good luck finding a prosecutor.
Judges don't take romance scams seriously.
Okay, you might be a cynic and a quitter...
but I won't let her get away with this.
Okay.
I'll give you two pieces of advice. One,
tell your client to cut his losses.
Two,
get yourself some flatter shoes.
She can lie, steal and take advantage of sweet guys like my dad,
and we can't do anything about it?
This is, I'm sorry, bull-poop!
We got the title to your house back,
but unfortunately, the line of credit she racked up against it...
Dad always said a fool and his money are soon parted.
I just wish it wasn't your money, too.
I wonder if Dr. Svensson has time to talk to me.
-I'll walk you over? -Yeah.
One of Michelle's aliases is Mimi Fuller.
She has an outstanding warrant.
If find her, maybe we can get her arrested.
If her pattern holds, she's after her next victim.
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-She's pulled her profile. -Here she is.
She moved to a new dating site. "Symmetry".
-We need to create an online profile. -Draw her out.
We'll need a photo of someone she's not met.
She's met everybody here.
Not everyone...
We'd have to do a makeover.
We can look for a suit that actually fits, maybe a haircut?
-Good idea. -Wait, are we talking about me?
It's just a photo.
Can I get a couple different outfits?
Maybe a formal courtroom look, more of a "weekend casual"?
One decent suit.
Bring him back as soon as you can.
How was your date with Quinn? He's got the best stories!
His motorcycle broke down in the outback--
You have a man-crush on Martina's boyfriend.
Yes. I see why she chose him. He's way cooler.
You've made your peace with her decision
-and now you'll leave them alone? -Yes.
Except, he roped me into hiking with them on Saturday.
-Danny! -I know! You don't have to say it.
-Thanks. -Thank you.
What's up with you and Kelly? -Well, We went for a walk last night
-after boxing. -Sounds promising.
I think she's into women. Doesn't mean she's into me.
But I don't know.
When's your next class?
I won't bail this time. I swear.
"I'm looking for that special someone to share the rest of my life with."
-Looking sharp, Cecile. -Thank you, sir!
Can I be an astronaut?
We'll say you made some early investments in Bitcoin that paid off.
Now he's ready to "make a long-term investment in love"!
Nice. Let's give him some hobbies.
How about I drive Formula One cars?
Michelle goes for more...
-"Model trains and cinnamon buns." -Irresistible.
She's already heard "Cecil", he needs a new name.
Can I be "Ace"?
She'd be crazy to risk another scam! She's probably in the Caymans.
It's not been long, we know she's compulsive.
-She took the bait. -Oh, my gosh! This is happening!
She wants to meet tomorrow, but obviously I can't.
-Of course you are. -It was just a photo!
-No it wasn't. -I'm not her type!
-Her type is "lonely with money". -No way!
-Absolutely not! -Please?
-Lloyd? -Monica!
Sorry.
It's really you.
-Not a disappointment, I hope? -Oh, not at all. No.
You're just so...
different than I imagined.
In a good way, of course.
You can do this, Cecil. Just keep her talking.
That's a great tie.
Cost more than my old suit and shoes put together.
I mean...
before I made all that money in cryptocurrency...
I was broke. Now I'm just...
#Whoo! What do I do with all this newfound wealth.
Oh... what is good here?
I have no idea. You suggested the place.
Right.
So... model trains.
Where do you get good track?
Where are the cops? Come on, Cecil. You're losing her.
It's been really great meeting you...
-She's getting away! -I'm just not feeling the spark.
Come on. Just give love a chance!
-Michelle! -Oh, of course. I should've known.
-Give me Bryan's car keys. -It's a wedding present.
-It's in his name! -And mine is on the insurance.
Out of my way.
-You think you can hurt my dad? -Grow up, little Daddy's girl.
Hey!
Get off me!
Let me up!
Mimi Fuller? You're under arrest on an outstanding bench warrant.
Nicely done!
But when you just took her down like that?
-It was so badass. -Thanks!
We make an awesome team.
That's exactly what I was going to say.
I was wondering...
can I use that photo you took for my dating profile?
-I'm going to leave it up. -Sure...
"Lloyd".
You're going to change the text, right?
You did not make smart investments in cryptocurrency.
Yet.
We got her, Dad!
I don't know how to thank you.
Very impressive, not putting Nina on the spot.
I know you were dying to ask her out.
After hearing all those guys' stories about Michelle,
they just wanted her to love them so bad.
And suddenly, I had this thought. What if I have blinders on, too?
What if Nina's just not as into me as I want her to be?
Besides, three women have already pinged me.
-Three besides Michelle? -A ping is a ping.
-Heading out? -Yeah.
I've got a quick stop, then Aidan and I are checking into our hotel.
How's the moral inventory coming?
Good.
Everything's... percolating.
-You haven't started it yet. -These things can't be rushed.
Maybe this will help inspire you.
-Oh, you really didn't need to-- -I really did.
Not as fiery as before, huh?
Good job.
There's the hooks.
You're so cute.
All right! Time, guys. Switch it up!
-So? Is it my imagination or what? -Oh, it's real.
-Really? -Yeah.
-Okay. Come on! -Okay.
If it isn't Jimmy Choo.
These are the affidavits from Michelle Fischer's victims.
I'm sure there's more than these seven.
There's nothing I can do.
We got her arrested today on an outstanding warrant.
She's in custody, to be extradited to the States on other charges.
You're the first family lawyer I've ever met to catch a fugitive.
I was hoping you might be able to work with your American colleagues
to pursue justice for all her victims.
Seems like the least I could do.
Can I take you out to dinner?
You can tell me how you managed to find her, let alone get her arrested.
Thanks, but I'm meeting my boyfriend.
He's a firefighter, and not just a palate cleanser.
You could've just said no.
-I should go. -See you around.