You studied hard. When do you find out the results?
[Lorna] Not for three months.
On the La Cosse case?
We'll be seeing a lot more of each other, like old times.
Fifteen G's? What is this for?
I subleased my studio to Cat's TV show.
I'll call Deborah Glass.
She needs to know her abusive ex will be out in the world,
even if only for a day.
[officer] The victim was walking her dog when she entered the park.
There was a man waiting. He's the victim's ex-husband.
If I had warned her, she would have taken precautions.
[Mickey] We're lawyers. We're not superheroes.
You've reached Mickey.
[Andrea] Hey, I can't make it tonight. I will explain next time I see you.
We've been looking for a connection between Bishop and Hector Moya.
Maybe we should look for a connection between Bishop and De Marco.
This may be what we're looking for. Suspected drug dealers renting a house.
- And look which detective got the case. - Hello, Mr. Bishop.
What do you want, De Marco?
I wanna help you.
This is a war. You have to choose which side you're on.
We're about to get a new client. Hector Moya.
You're gonna go to a dangerous cartel head--
Eddie, don't make plans. We're driving to Victorville.
Do you even understand the stakes?
I understand the people who did this
will stop at nothing to keep their story from coming out.
[in Spanish] Assuming we have a deal?
[in English] We got him. Hector Moya's on board.
- [Eddie] Mr. Haller! - What?
- [loud crash] - [glass smashes]
[Mickey] Eddie?
[Hayley] This is all your fault!
That stuff about standing up for the underdog? It's bullshit!
- All you care about is yourself! - Hayley.
- Everyone around you dies! - Hon.
I hate you. I hate you! I never wanna speak to you again!
[poignant music playing]
[Hayley sniffles]
She doesn't mean it.
She's just hurt.
Give her time.
Mickey.
Whoever did this, protect yourself.
- I mean it. - [quietly] Yeah.
She thinks she's gonna lose you next. Don't prove her right.
It's not your fault, Mickey.
Uh, it is my fault, Lorna.
All of it. And I'm gonna fix it.
I'll find the motherfucker who did this.
I'm gonna find him, and I'm gonna bury him.
[sighs heavily]
[phone pings]
[emotional music playing]
[motor starts]
[music fades]
[softly] Hey.
Hey.
I heard about what happened, Mickey. I'm...
I'm so sorry.
Look, Andy. I...
I know what you're gonna say.
This thing with Eddie, they were aiming for me.
This is not the first time somebody else got caught
in my line of fire.
- What are you talking about? - I'm just saying, I get it, all right?
You have to do what you have to do.
Maybe... [sighs] I don't know.
Maybe distance is the right call right now.
Maybe this is just a luxury we can't afford.
You think I'm breaking up with you?
[slowly] Yeah.
No.
That's not what I was going to say. Not even close, actually.
Mickey, I've told you. I'm not Maggie.
I'm not gonna ice you out when it gets too heavy.
You know, believe it or not, I get it.
On some level, we do what we do because we're fighting for the same thing.
[emotional music playing]
And I will be the first to tell you that sometimes the system fucks it up.
Bad.
And...
you were right before,
as much as it pains me to say it.
The Glass case?
It messed me up.
I froze up in court.
[hesitates]
I should have taken some time, like you said.
So I did.
I got out of town for a while, cleared my head,
figured out what I'm going to do next.
And now I'm back.
And I wanted to see you.
That's all.
So... don't ice me out either.
Okay?
[emotional music continues]
[Mickey sighs softly]
[Lorna] I sent you the brief for the Schaffer appeal.
I pushed the status conference on Pinkerton to Friday.
So we could have the morning to focus on La Cosse.
Excellent.
[Lorna] So did you see Andrea last night?
I'm sorry. Is this relevant to the schedule?
It's relevant to me who's invested in your life.
- Lorna... - What?
I'm trying to make sure you don't mess this one up.
Believe it or not, I actually kind of like her.
That's a new one. You don't like anybody.
[Lorna] I know, right?
I just feel like she's good for you.
She kind of keeps you in line. You know, someone has to.
I think you do a pretty good job at that all on your own.
Is there anything else I need to know before I head to the office?
[Lorna] One thing I need to know.
Do you like your present?
What present?
[quirky music playing]
What the hell is this?
[Lorna] Courtesy of Hector Moya. I had Cisco test the bulletproofing.
- It's bulletproof? - And armored.
It's like the car the President drives in. The Beast?
Only without the tear gas cannon or the fridge full of blood.
Did you want a fridge full of blood?
There's somebody else here.
[Lorna] He comes with the car. Moya wants you protected at all times.
All things considered,
and I cannot believe I'm saying this,
but I'm kind of with the cartel on this one.
- I gotta go, Lorna. - I will see you soon.
You know, hopefully.
[in Spanish] I am Omar.
The boss says wherever you go, I am to follow you.
[in Spanish] Give me a second, yes?
[in English] What are you doing?
I told you I could drive myself until we find someone new.
You think I'm gonna let you have all the fun with this?
Look at this door. It's like a bank vault.
Izzy, this is not a game. That guy there is in the fucking cartel.
You need a driver. I don't trust anybody else to do it right now.
- It's too dangerous. - I know.
That's what the tank and soldier are for. Shut up. Get in.
- Izzy-- - Mickey, get in the damn car.
[sighs]
[theme music playing]
- [knock at door] - [door opens]
I got your messages. Need something?
Come in. Please close the door.
What's this about, Freemann?
I didn't call her.
Who?
Deborah Glass.
I did not call her, Adam.
- Domestic violence case? - Yes.
She didn't know about the Cruz Waiver?
No.
I know you're gonna reprimand me.
Take me off the Shelby case if you need to.
Hell, if you fire me, I would understand.
Just don't do any of that yet.
Someone needs to put away
the piece of shit who killed Deborah Glass.
There's no one who'll work harder to do that than me.
[tense music playing]
Wrap this case up with a bow.
Until then...
we never had this conversation.
[door opens]
[door closes]
[breathes deeply]
[music fades]
Hey.
[in Spanish] I was told not to let you out of my sight.
[hesitates] The...
[in Spanish] The walls are glass.
[sighs] What's this?
That's all they could salvage from the car after the...
Couple weeks ago, he told me he was making me something.
I just laughed at him and questioned the color choice.
[poignant music playing]
Let's get to work.
We have two months till trial.
Okay.
First things first.
We should take a few guesses as to how the prosecution will play this.
No need. I know exactly how Forsythe's gonna play this.
I can write his opening statement in my sleep.
It's the world's oldest profession. Gloria Dayton was a prostitute who was...
...in too deep with the wrong people.
And Julian La Cosse,
he was her pimp.
Plain and simple.
A man who makes his living
taking advantage of desperate women.
Ruthlessly. And if necessary, violently.
The only question is,
how far was he willing to go to get his cut?
[Mickey] His entire case is cut-and-dried.
First, he'll put the medical examiner on the stand to tell the jury that--
...her hyoid bone was broken.
That's the free-floating bone at the top of the neck.
It's just below the jaw.
It was fractured in two places.
Is that a common injury?
[examiner] No, it's unusual.
When it occurs, it almost always is caused by strangulation or asphyxiation.
[Mickey] Then he'll call Detective Whitten to show the interview footage where...
[Whitten] ...the defendant confessed to getting into a violent altercation
with the victim that night.
An altercation in which it became clear he grabbed her by the neck.
Based on this, we determined we had probable cause to arrest him.
After that, he's got the neighbor, who can talk about the screaming...
...and shouting coming from next door.
It was a real knockdown, drag-out fight.
A violent fight?
Sure sounded like it to me.
[Mickey] That's where we get our first punch in.
How?
[Mickey] Ms. Stevens, we've seen the security footage
from the lobby of your building showing Mr. La Cosse entering and exiting.
There are no security cameras covering the back entrance, are there?
No, there aren't.
I kept complaining about that, but no one ever did anything.
But that doesn't get us much.
No, but at least it plants the idea
someone else could have snuck in another way.
Everything Forsythe does will be by the book.
He has a compelling story to tell, so he doesn't have to reinvent the wheel.
Every detail would be predictable.
Right down to the fact
that he'll try to end his case by throwing us one last curveball.
Mr. Miller, how is it that you know the defendant?
- [Miller] I used to work with him. - [Forsythe] In what capacity?
I was an escort. I used his website to find clients.
[Forsythe] You no longer work for him?
- No, not for a couple years now. - Why is that?
One time, a client was late with payment.
Julian thought I was holding out on him.
When I didn't have the money, he got violent with me.
He attacked you?
[Miller] He came at me, yes. He was furious.
Really? Can you tell us about it?
Well, it was a Sunday night.
Sundays are always slow, but this one regular booked me.
Pharmaceutical rep from Denver that came every couple of months to see his clients.
It turned out he didn't have the cash.
- He'd been good for it in the past. - [repeated clicking]
[Miller] I figured I'd let it slide until next time.
- When Julian found out... - [whispers] What's wrong?
[Miller] I mean, he came over...
Oh! Tonight, you get the email with the bar results--
[loudly] Sh!
[courtroom falls silent]
[quiet coughing]
[Miller] So, as I was saying,
after Mr. La Cosse took a swing at me, I just bolted out of there.
After that, I figured I'd have to find a new arrangement.
I didn't feel like going through that ever again.
Thank you, Mr. Miller. Nothing further.
Mr. Miller, isn't it true you were an amateur boxer?
I'm sorry, I'm asking the questions, not Mr. Forsythe.
[exhales nervously]
I used to box a little bit, yeah.
It's a good workout, but I wouldn't say I was a boxer.
No?
Defense D, Your Honor.
So this isn't a photo of you?
Uh...
Winning the Inland Empire Cruiserweight Championship four years ago.
[Miller] I mean, it was just a local--
Let me rephrase.
Are you or are you not an amateur boxing champion?
Yes. I am.
You mean to tell us you were intimidated by Mr. La Cosse over there?
Any boxer will tell you it's not the size of the dog in the fight.
- I'm sure. - [jurors murmur]
Mr. Miller, have you ever been arrested for solicitation?
Objection, Your Honor.
The witness has already admitted to being an escort.
Which is why his criminal history is relevant
for the purpose of impeachment, Your Honor.
Overruled.
You may answer the question, Mr. Miller.
Solicitation?
Yes.
How many times?
- Three. - [Mickey] Three times.
Can you tell us the result of those arrests? Were you ever convicted?
No. The first two were dismissed. I was sent to rehab.
Drug treatment diversion. Isn't that what it's called?
[Miller] I... think so.
I see. And the third charge, is that one still pending?
Yes.
Interesting.
See, here in Los Angeles,
if you've already gotten drug treatment diversion twice,
you wouldn't be eligible for a third time.
Is your pending charge in LA County?
No.
It's in Riverside.
Riverside?
Huh.
Has the prosecutor made any offer to you on this charge
in return for your testimony today?
No! No. Absolutely not.
No? Because up until recently,
Mr. Forsythe was a prosecutor in Riverside County, so I--
Objection, Your Honor.
For the record, no deals of any kind have been offered to this witness
in exchange for his testimony here today.
Sustained.
My apologies, Your Honor. I wasn't trying to offend anyone.
Nothing further.
[sighs anxiously]
I thought at the courthouse he would wait outside.
You kidding? I had to stop him from following me into the bathroom earlier.
You think they would try something so soon after Victorville?
Cisco said De Marco or whoever would have to back down and lay low.
It's too much heat.
Hopefully, Cisco's right.
[Lorna] Oh, it's out of order.
- Does anything work in this building? - [elevator bell dings]
Oh.
[quirky music playing]
Should we be offering to buy him lunch?
[Mickey] Maybe a Happy Meal.
- [quirky music continues] - [printer whirring]
[music ends]
What is this?
Like any of those?
Does it matter?
Unless you have a side hustle with the Road Saints
that I definitely don't wanna know about, we can't afford these.
You wanted to start looking. I've got my retirement funds stashed away.
That, plus the raise you might get when you pass the bar--
[shouts gibberish] No! I do not wanna jinx it.
Plus, you are way overestimating Mickey's generosity
if you think any of these are gonna be within our budget.
Oh my God. Look at that kitchen.
[dreamily] Mm.
All right.
- Well, let's go. I'm hangry. - [keys jangle]
[quirky music resumes]
[Lorna] Let's go!
Coming.
[contemplative music playing]
[breathes deeply]
Where to?
Home?
No, let's go to the park.
[music softens]
[music fades]
[faint laughter]
[car approaches slowly]
Thought I might find you up here.
[Mickey] Right now, this is as close as I can get to her.
[Maggie] I know.
I'm working on it.
Friend of yours?
Uh...
Not exactly. He's the protection you were talking about.
Where'd you find him?
That's probably the correct answer. At least you're taking it seriously.
I'm glad she's stuck with the lessons. She's gotten really good, huh?
Runs in the family. At least that's what you told me.
[both chuckle]
I had drinks with Andy the other night.
Hey, if you didn't want me to ask, you should cast a wider net next time.
Fair enough.
So, uh... what did she say?
Sounds like things are going well.
[quietly] Ah.
I know I wasn't always able to deal with certain aspects of your career.
Someone like Andy might be up for the challenge.
You deserve that, you know, to be with someone who's game... for you.
Not many people are these days.
Well, you're an acquired taste.
[Mickey chuckles]
She'll come around, Mickey.
I'm gonna make this right for her. Please make sure she knows that.
No.
There's no making it right.
Ever.
Just gotta let her heal.
[pensive music playing]
It's gonna be over soon. I should get back.
[Mickey] Yeah.
Keep taking care of yourself.
You owe that to her.
Hey, Maggie.
Thank you.
[car door opens]
[door closes]
[music fades]
[sighs]
All right.
You know, I was about that age when I stopped talking to my dad.
[chuckles softly] Teenagers.
You two get along now?
We talk.
I call on his birthday.
Once a year?
And he calls me on mine.
Well, thanks, Izzy.
Okay, that was a bad comparison.
I just mean that father-daughter drama is a rite of passage.
Especially at that age.
You're doing your best. Anyone can see that.
[quietly] Mm.
Anyone but her.
No, her too.
Not yet, but she will.
[poignant music playing]
Was your dad doing his best?
You're not my dad.
- [keys jangle] - [motor starts]
[melodic alarm ringing]
[poignant music fades]
[alarm continues]
[Lorna groans]
[alarm stops]
[gasps]
[intriguing music playing]
- Did you check your email? - I'll check when I get to the office.
You'll-- What do you mean?
[coffee grinding]
Okay.
[grinding stops]
Okay, we will check when you get to the office.
[music continues]
[Izzy] You check your email yet?
She wanted to check it at the office.
What? Lorna. Oh my God. Check it now.
Does that plant look a little droopy to you?
Have we been watering this plant?
- [door opens] - Lorna.
- Morning, everyone. - [all] Morning.
- [Mickey] Morning. - [door closes]
So you check your email yet?
Oh my God!
Why is everyone so obsessed with my email?
Fine. I'll check my stupid email. You're like a bunch of nosy children.
[inhales deeply]
[exhales] Okay.
[music fades]
[quietly] Oh my God.
I failed.
- Oh, babe. - [Mickey] Lorna.
I'm so sorry.
It's okay. It's no big deal. You can always take it again.
I mean, what did--
[music resumes]
- [Cisco] What the hell? - [laughs wildly]
Of course I didn't fail.
- You knew I was gonna pass. - Oh my God, Lorna.
Oh my God. Look at your face. Look at his face.
[kisses, squeals]
Winston! Mom is a lawyer!
And she can still punk some fools! [squeals happily]
- Congratulations, baby. - Thank you!
I'm so proud of you.
[Lorna squeals]
- Congratulations, Lorna. - Thank you!
- Felicidades. Tonight, we celebrate. - Yes! Can we, please?
I'll make a reservation. It'll give me something to do so I don't scream at you.
- Congratulations. - Thank you!
Hell, I will even buy dessert
because that production company pays on time.
- For you. - Is this the amended witness list?
No, that's this one. That is a job offer from you to me.
I took the liberty of typing it up for you.
Pet insurance.
It's all negotiable. Not really. You can sign it and give it back to me.
I'll take it under advisement. Can I have the witness list now, please?
Okay, grouch.
He expects you to pay for dental out of pocket.
[Mickey] Looks good.
Forsythe's gonna rest his case today. First thing we'll do is hit him with this.
All the names checked out except for one. Who is Peter Sterghos?
That's the name I came up with
when trying to connect Neil Bishop to Agent De Marco.
We already have a connection. The murder case Lorna and I found.
- The one they were both involved in. - That was ten years ago.
I told you we need to prove they're still connected today.
And Peter Sterghos does that?
Well, not yet.
We're setting a trap.
Sterghos is the bait.
And this... is gonna play right into our hands.
[quirky music playing]
[knock at door]
Mr. Sterghos, great to see you.
- Hey. - This is our technical adviser, Dennis.
- Hey, Dennis. - Hey.
Thank you again for letting us use your home.
You kidding me? My house is gonna be on a TV show?
My mother is never gonna believe it.
I need one signature on the contract.
- Here you go. - Thank you.
And this is what you need.
Alarm code, breaker box, and house keys.
Thank you.
And if you could turn off the AC at night?
I don't wanna run up the bill if we can help it.
I promise we will take care of everything. Wow, you packed fast.
- Where you headed? - [Peter] Uh, Greece.
That's where my mother lives.
Thanks to you, I get to spend a couple of weeks with her.
Two whole weeks in Greece.
Wow. Wow, that will be lovely.
Oh, my ride's here. Gotta get going. Well, thank you so much again.
No, thank you. Really. You're helping us more than you know.
I hope the shoot goes well.
So do we.
I'll get to work.
[Peter] Thank you, sir.
[tense music playing]
[hushed chatter]
[indistinct chatter]
Okay, that's enough. Quiet in the courtroom, please.
[chatter fades]
We're here for a preliminary hearing
in the matter of the People versus Scott Glass.
[distant] Before we start, are there any motions from either side?
[echoing] Ms. Freemann?
[music intensifies]
[indistinct whispering]
[judge] Ms. Freemann, hello?
No, Your Honor. The People are ready to proceed.
[music fades]
What about the defense? Any other business before we proceed?
Actually, yes, Your Honor.
Before we begin, the defense would like
to provide the court and counsel with an amended witness list.
Uh, you're kidding, right?
Your Honor, we're in the middle of trial, and the defense wants to add,
what, 20... 33 new names to the witness list?
[Mickey] Apologies, Your Honor,
but our investigation has uncovered 33 new people
who may be relevant to our case.
This is absurd.
And how are we supposed to determine this supposed relevance
in the middle of trial?
Most of these names I've never even seen before.
And the rest...
I mean, he's got half the sheriff's department on here.
My own investigator is on this list.
Your Honor, I am not prepared to even discuss these names
until I've had a chance to investigate them.
Judge, I have an idea that may help.
I'm perfectly willing to start my defense
with the witnesses you've approved from our initial list.
That will give Mr. Forsythe time to do
whatever investigation he feels is necessary.
Well, that sounds reasonable to me.
Mr. Forsythe, I can give you through the end of the weekend
to investigate these additional names.
- Is that acceptable to both parties? - That works for the defense, Your Honor.
I'll do my best, Your Honor.
Very well.
Then we will take this matter up on Monday morning.
In the meantime, let's summon the jury.
Counsel may take five minutes before we begin.
Thank you, Your Honor.
[water running]
[thud at door]
Why the fuck am I on your witness list?
[chuckles softly] We can't keep meeting like this, Bishop.
Uh,
I'd call you "detective," but...
You think this is funny, Haller?
- You think it's fun and games? - I assure you, it's no game.
I have nothing whatsoever to do with your case.
Well, then you have nothing to worry about.
But I'll tell you, my client is innocent,
which means somebody else killed Gloria Dayton.
And the best defense I have is to expose whoever actually did it.
Just doing my job. That's it. Just like you.
[Bishop] You can't help yourself.
It's like you thrive on messing with the good guys.
[Mickey scoffs] You...
You still think you're a good guy, Neil?
That's kinda cute.
At least I admit when I'm coloring outside the lines.
[tense music playing]
[scoffs]
Fuck you, Counselor.
[door slams]
[music intensifies]
[in Spanish] You know what? Follow me in next time.
[music fades]
Members of the jury, if you'll recall, at the beginning of this trial,
the defense counsel chose to reserve their opening statement
until after the People had rested their case.
This is always the defense's prerogative.
As a result, you'll be hearing from Mr. Haller now.
But his statement is just that.
A statement.
Nothing more, nothing less.
And is to be given no more or less weight
than the statement Mr. Forsythe gave for the People.
Understood?
- [jurors mutter] - [judge] Very well.
- Mr. Haller. - Thank you, Your Honor.
Members of the jury,
the person you see up on the screen is Gloria Dayton.
The victim in this case.
Now, normally, a defense attorney would do anything in their power
to avoid showing a photo of the victim to the jury.
That's what the prosecutor would do.
They want you to feel sympathy for the victim
and, thus, want to punish the person accused of killing them.
Normally.
But nothing about this case is normal.
[tender music playing]
Gloria Dayton was a former client of mine.
She was someone I knew.
Someone I cared about.
Same way that Mr. La Cosse cared about her.
They were coworkers.
But they were more than that too.
She was his friend.
A life was lost here.
A young woman was taken from us too soon and too violently.
Gloria Dayton was brutally murdered,
and no matter what she did for a living, she did not deserve that.
No one does.
So I am with the prosecutor on this one.
I believe it's imperative
that whoever committed this atrocity be brought to justice.
But the evidence in this case will show that Julian La Cosse is not that person.
In fact, the evidence will show
that Julian La Cosse is yet another victim of a dark series of crimes
far beyond the limited scope of this prosecution.
Mr. Forsythe's story is that Gloria Dayton was simply involved with the wrong people.
Well, I'm here to tell you something. He's right.
But he doesn't know the half of it.
What you will see is that Gloria Dayton's murder wasn't random.
It was targeted.
Julian La Cosse, unfortunately,
was in the wrong place at the wrong time,
which allowed him to get caught up in a web of events
that neither he nor the prosecution knew anything about.
I'm not just going to tell you about it. I'm gonna prove it.
[suspenseful music playing]
[Julian] A conspiracy?
Mickey, you said you were going with an alternate suspect,
not some conspiracy theory.
I'm on trial for my life here.
This is how we get there, Julian.
It's not just a theory. There really is a conspiracy.
Even if there is, he barely even talked about Julian in his statement.
David, I get that this is confusing, but when we lay it all out for the jury...
...we're gonna make it simple.
Glory Days was killed because a crooked DEA agent
and a former cop were working together
to corrupt the system and cover their tracks.
And I'm gonna show them how and why.
The gears are in motion, David.
If we didn't think this could work, we wouldn't do it.
I swear this is the best way to get Julian a "not guilty."
You just have to...
...trust me.
[sighs nervously]
Gloria told you that you could count on me, right?
Isn't that what she said?
All right, then trust me.
Trust me now.
[music intensifies]
[music fades]
So how did he take it?
I think he's on board. It took some explaining though.
Same with David.
To be honest, it's a crazy plan.
[in Spanish] Like, totally insane.
Oh, don't worry.
It's going to be awesome!
[in English] How's everything else?
Other than my daughter not speaking to me?
[Lorna groans]
How are things with Andy?
It's actually going good.
Good.
'Cause I intend to make tonight completely about me.
[elevator dings]
- Looking forward to it, Counselor. - [Lorna gasps]
[dreamily] Counselor.
[upbeat music playing]
[Lorna] Thank you.
So I get that he doesn't sleep, but does he blink?
Ah, come on. He grows on you.
[quizzically] Mm...
[Izzy] Hey!
- [Mickey] Hey! - [Lorna] Hey!
[Mickey] Well?
Picture's up. Now we wait.
Hey, sweetie.
- [Izzy] How'd things go in court? - As well as could be expected.
Now we have to wait to see how the judge rules on the witness list.
Now that we're all here... [drums on table]
...a toast to Lorna.
And my amazing, incredible, magnificent accomplishment.
Really, though. It's amazing, Lorna. Congratulations.
- Thank you. - [Cisco] Thank you.
That reminds me. I have something for you.
Ooh.
- What is this? - My Constitution.
I've been carrying that with me ever since I passed the bar.
Now I pass it on to you.
I'm really proud of you, Lorna.
[emotionally] I've always wanted a pocket-sized Constitution.
- [Izzy laughs] - Just open the damn book.
[Lorna] Okay, fine.
Also, very thoughtful. Thank you.
Make sure you read over the changes I made before you sign.
Yes, I can see that you took me seriously when I said all things were negotiable.
- Is there a typo in this number? - Nope.
I know your books better than anyone. Are you out of your mind?
Yeah, probably, but not about this.
Um... Waiter!
Can I borrow a pen? Like, fast.
Like, really fast so I can sign this before he figures out what he's done.
[gasps, squeals]
Do you still have the house listings?
I might have kept one or two.
[laughter]
Oh, thank you! Thank you.
- You deserve it. - [Lorna] Cheers to me!
Cheers to you.
- [glasses clink] - [all laugh]
[music ends]
[car approaches]
[engine revs]
[tires screech]
[Izzy] Mickey? Something's up.
Oh shit. Stay here.
- [man] Homeland Security! - Hey! Hey!
- Get out of the car now! - Hey! What's going on?
[agent] Get over here.
Hey! I'm this man's attorney. Why are you arresting him?
We got a report. An illegal alien has been parking on this street at night.
- What report? - This guy's on the deportation list, pal.
What are you talking about? You haven't even ID'd him.
- We have now. - [handcuffs click]
You got a problem with it? Take it up with DHS.
[Mickey] This is bullshit.
This is De Marco, isn't it? He put you up to this.
Hey! Back the fuck up unless you wanna be next.
Let's go!
- Shit. - What the fuck was that?
[exhales] De Marco's flexing.
Homeland Security was waiting for us. That feels like more than a flex.
[tires screech]
So much for things cooling off.
[tense music playing]
[Izzy] Come on. I'm taking you to a hotel.
You can't stay here until we figure out security.
Mickey, let's go!
[music intensifies]
[closing theme music playing]
[music fades]