01x13 - What the Bailiff Saw

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01x13 - What the Bailiff Saw

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Previously on "All Rise"...

We finally have a judge who's fair.

I don't know what I'd do
if we didn't have her.

I was wondering if Ms. Kansky
was gonna drop by.

SARA: He likes you!

I don't do cheer during work hours.

If I have questions about
gaining another perspective,

- might that be all right?
- Yes.

It might be weird,
us showing up together.

Two weeks ago, you kissed me
in front of all your friends.

But not the whole courthouse.

I haven't tried a m*rder case in a while.

So? You're the best lawyer I know, Amy.

Best lawyer in L.A. is my son,

and he chooses not to represent me.

Take responsibility for your situation.

I didn't do anything.

I don't believe you.

Valor

Valores

[MAN RAPPING IN SPANISH]

[SHOUTING]

[GRUNTS]

[SHOUTING]

[WHISTLE BLOWS]

Ya, ya, sepáranse. Sepáranse.

Be with you in a minute, Ms. Lopez!

Mike, good job.

- Let's go! Game on!
- [WHISTLE BLOWS]

Hey.

They're all g*ng members, FDS?

- Yeah.
- And you're the coach?

You kidding? No, I organize the games,

bring the equipment, cold drinks.

Gives me a chance to show 'em
there's more to life

besides colors and territories, you know?

- That's amazing, Alex.
- Hard to believe, right?

Pssh. Come a long way.

Yeah, I'm done with that life, Ms. Lopez.

I've got a job.
I'm a peace ambassador now.

Anyone wants to step back from the life,

organizing things like this

helps them know where to find me.

I'm proud of you.

[AIR HORN BLOWS]

There's a kid I want you to meet.

He was in FDS, but he's out now.

He's trying. He's a good kid.

I can't be his lawyer.
Alex, they have to assign me.

- I'm a P.D.
- He just has some questions, that's it.

- What kind of questions?
- If something is a crime or isn't.

A specific thing. I'll let him
tell you about it.

- Which one is he?
- He's not here.

He's back at my place. It's not far.

Valor

Valores

You need to hurry.

Construction at LAX is a nightmare.

Reading for the plane.

It's a red eye, Sherri.
I am going to be sleeping.

Also, your puffy.

They have winter in Washington.

I'm flying to D.C. to talk to my husband.

- Can you believe that?
- Also have drinks.

And have drinks with his people,
but really just to talk.

You spend all your time
texting and on Skype.

You can't have an actual conversation.

So I'm flying to D.C.

Is he getting a job?
Is that why you need to talk?

The FBI want him to stay,
make it permanent?

Don't know. We don't know.

Please don't move to Washington.

I just got used to you,

and you have so much more to learn.

I love D.C.

Oh, the culture and the politics,

the people from all over the world,

the same city that has got
the Supreme Court,

the Museum of African American History,

Howard University, H.U.! My alma mater.

It's the best place on earth.

- ♪ I'm so glad ♪
- Don't forget your reading.

Research and case law for upcoming
motions.

- ♪ Singing ♪
- pages.

- Each way.
- ♪ Glory, hallelujah ♪

♪ Ooh, I'm so glad ♪

I hate it when the judge leaves town.

I gotta sit around in holding

instead of basking up here
in the bright light of justice.

The bar exam's next month.

- Have you applied for clerk positions?
- Not yet.

Have you decided which team
you're joining...

- Prosecution or defense?
- Not yet.

So you have plenty to do. Now go away.

There you are. Good.

Detective Harris, what can I do for you?

- You could call me Kevin.
- Eventually, maybe. Not today.

- So listen...
- You want to ask me to dinner.

It's been coming for a while.
I've been observing the signs.

Go ahead.

I've actually just
been called to a m*rder

literally seconds ago.
As I'm sure you're aware,

the first hours of murders
are crucial.

I need to focus.
Also, it could jinx the date.

So I should solve the m*rder,

and then I'll come back and...

Okay? I've gotta go.

I still intend to ask you to...

Understood.

I moved us out of the neighborhood.

He's in th grade. He got a job.

He just turned . He's a good boy.

He hates it when I say that.

- We're talking about tattoo removal.
- That's great.

Diego, you talk to Ms. Lopez.

Uh, before you do, Ms. Fondo,

Maria, you, Diego, you both need to know

that I am not his lawyer.

Me dijistes que ella era una abogada.

Sí, soy abogada, pero no del Diego.

El tendría que ser...

Diego, I get assigned my cases

at arraignment, not before.

It's just the way the system...

The point is that anything you say to me

is not covered under
attorney-client privilege.

Do you understand?

You didn't tell her?

Tell me what?

The police are looking for Diego.

They came to the house. I told
'em I didn't know where he was.

He's a suspect? I thought you said...

- I thought he had questions.
- He's innocent.

He was with me the night of the m*rder.

- The m*rder?
- Ms. Lopez, please.

You need to understand
that he had nothing to do...

Stop talking.

The kids from a rival g*ng,
they sh*t him,

- but Diego wasn't there.
- Stop talking now.

Diego, listen to me. Diego.

If the police are showing up
at your house,

they're not going away.

You can be a fugitive
for the rest of your life,

or you can surrender.

That's what I told him,
but he needs a lawyer.

If he surrenders,
he will be assigned a lawyer,

either me or someone else.

It has to be you. You care, Ms. Lopez.

You don't just see the tattoos.
You see past them.

If you go in, you do not
answer any questions.

You say nothing. Nothing.

Do you understand? Good.

I will try my best to be
there for you tomorrow,

but right now I have to go. I have to go.

He's innocent, Ms. Lopez.

♪♪♪

Sorry I'm late. A car was
literally burning on the .

- There were flames.
- Brought you a quinoa quiche

from the vegan place around the corner.

Thanks. I've had this quiche.

- Not good, huh?
- Let's go. We can talk upstairs.

What's going on?
Why'd you want to see me?

- Let's talk upstairs.
- I have to get to work.

You really want to do this in the lobby?

Okay.

I got some new discovery last night.

The police recovered a g*n
in your father's home.

Ballistics?

Matched. It's the m*rder w*apon.

What's Vic saying? He denying it's his?

- That's... privileged.
- Privileged.

Don't leap to any conclusions.
It doesn't mean...

Doesn't mean he k*lled her.

You know how this works.
It's one piece of the puzzle.

- And anyway...
- I got to, uh...

I'll call you.

Mark.

I think I can get it excluded.
Don't panic.

♪♪♪

[SIGHS]

There's my baby. There's my baby.

- [LAUGHS] Hi, baby!
- Hey.

Ha ha ha! Mmm!

BOTH: Mmm!

Whoa! Get inside.

It is freezing.

This? This is balmy.

You can take the man out of California.

You got jokes.

[BOTH LAUGH]

Ooh, I didn't read a single page.

Sherri is gonna be so mad at me.

So, this thing tonight...

This drinks thing.

Mm-hmm. They're looking
forward to meeting you.

My temp duty is going well.
People like me, apparently.

Can you please just cut to the chase?

Deputy Assistant Director

of the Criminal Investigative Division.

- I'm getting an offer.
- When?

- Soon.
- Ah!

Congratulations, baby.
I'm so proud of you.

It's your dream job.

I know I was only supposed to be
here for a couple of months.

Wait. How long is the...

We won't know until they make the offer.

But once they do, I'll pitch working

part-time in L.A., part-time in D.C.

Does the FBI let people do that?

Not usually, but I'm sure
I could swing it.

- I can be pretty convincing.
- Yeah, you can.

We're gonna talk about it.
We're gonna think it through.

Nothing's been decided yet,

but right now I have to go in.

I can't believe you're going to work.

I'm only here for hours.

I know. I'm sorry.

We're discussing my memo today.

But I'll be home early, I promise.

Diego's practically still a kid,

but he's covered in tats, face tattoos,

which the cops don't love, obviously.

- Not all g*ng members are violent.
- I know.

I know boys who got into gangs

because their father, brother,
cousin were in them, and...

And they were expected to join. I know.

But no one seems to bother to ask

why these gangs exist in the first place.

BOTH: It just makes me crazy.

I am gonna do everything
I can to help Diego.

I know. I just... Sensitive subject.

No. I get it. I get it.
I completely get it.

Oh! I bought...

I ordered an espresso machine

for the house.

Oh, okay. Wh-Why?

Because double boiler,
because internal reservoir,

because built-in burr grinder?

It's a housewarming gift
for us. We deserve it.

- Oh.
- Emily Lopez.

- Thomas.
- Greetings.

This is the P.D. I told you about.

She's Diego Fondo's lawyer. Peter Diaz.

He's with the Hardcore g*ng Unit.

Ms. Lopez, looking forward to it.

Me, too.

Diaz? The D.A.'s bringing out
the big g*ns.

- Your g*ns are bigger.
- [SIGHS]

Oh. [SINGSONG] There's your boyfriend.

Maria! Wait. I'll text you.

Okay. Bye. Good luck.

Okay.

Hi. Sorry. I have to...

- Hi-bye. It's okay.
- Okay. Bye-bye.

Good news. I have been
appointed Diego's lawyer.

- [EXHALES DEEPLY]
- Called in a favor. It's this way.

- Come on.
- Okay.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

The judge we get for trial
will be different.

This one is just for the arraignment.

I'm gonna enter a "not guilty" plea.

Maria, it's gonna take about seconds,

and they're gonna take Diego back again.

Can I talk to him?

I'm sorry. No.

And you can't wave, either.

Communication of any kind
is a misdemeanor,

and the bailiff
will escort you out, okay?

- Is he all right?
- He's fine. He's gonna be overwhelmed.

Just seeing you will make it better,

and we can arrange a visit later.

[GASPS] Oh, my God.

Oh, come on. Shackles? Really?

I'm just here to prosecute the case.

- Talk to the sheriff.
- [SCOFFS]

OFFICER: Get out there and take a seat.

Okay. So I'm your lawyer. You all right?

Okay, we're gonna enter
a "not guilty" plea,

and then we're gonna meet,

and you're gonna tell me
the whole story, okay?

DIAZ: Ms. Lopez!

Amended complaint.

I'm attaching a g*ng enhancement...

PC . .

- My client has an alibi.
- The alibi's false.

Also, he left the g*ng. He moved
out of the neighborhood.

He has a part-time job,
a "B" -plus average.

The alibi is false.

I've got video footage of your client

getting into the same car that
was identified at the scene.

We pinged his cellphone. He was there.

You'll get all the evidence shortly,

but I'm sorry, Ms. Lopez.
Your client is guilty of m*rder.

[GAVEL BANGS]

Calling the matter
of People v. Diego Fondo,

in the charge of m*rder.

Emily Lopez for the defendant.

♪♪♪

[KNOCK ON DOOR] Got a minute?

- This is my investigator... Carly.
- Hey.

- Can we talk?
- Sure. Have a seat.

I'm gonna talk to you about the g*n,

- and you're gonna listen.
- Okay.

The police got a warrant
to search Vic's house,

and the probable cause of that warrant...

Why are you dressed as a biker?

Stakeout at a biker bar?
I smell like beer.

- You got a problem with that?
- No.

She likes to stay in character.
Just go with it.

So the warrant was based on a tip.

Vic had been bragging at the Shortstop

that he had a g*n,
which got them probable cause.

- Which got them the warrant.
- The tip was bad.

Their informant wasn't at
the Shortstop that night.

I talked to two different people

who said they saw the dude in Venice

at The Brig, drunk and under a table.

Tip was bad, Mark.
If I can quash the warrant,

the g*n is out.

Okay. Can I go?

- Yeah. Call me later.
- Yeah.

I assume Vic's denying the g*n was his.

- Privileged.
- Doesn't matter what Vic says.

I'm gonna get it thrown out.

I'm a prosecutor, Amy.
The g*n is evidence.

You're also a son.

Who hates it when a m*rder w*apon

is thrown out on a technicality.

Amy, the g*n was found in his house.

- No jury will ever know.
- I will.

Mark, I get that you're
struggling with this,

and I get why, but stay with me.

Your father is in his s
and facing life in prison.

He has no friends.

No one has visited him, not one person.

All he has is you.

And you.

He's shutting down. I'm losing him.

♪♪♪

- [SIGHS]
- [KNOCK ON DOOR]

- Hey. How's Diego?
- Scared.

You want something to drink?

No booze. I got iced tea, Cokes?

No. Thank you. Alex, you said
that Diego was with you

- the night of the k*lling.
- That's right.

Got some pretty compelling
evidence from the prosecutor.

Diego got into a car. They have that.

There were other guys in the car,

but they can't be identified.

But the vehicle can be placed
at the m*rder scene.

Yeah, well, they must have
dropped 'em off on the way.

They placed Diego at the m*rder scene

with his phone.

Alex, why don't you tell me the truth?

Diego called me in a panic.

I told him to come over. He did.

And he stayed with you?

Did he say anything that night?

Next day, and then I called you.

Alex, what the hell?

- Why didn't you tell me?
- I believed Diego

that he didn't do anything,
but I didn't think...

- That I would?
- Anyone would.

The D.A.s office thinks

they know how our communities
work. They don't.

The truth is Diego got out. He got out.

His mom picked him up
and moved him across town.

They left family, Maria's sisters,

all the cousins Diego grew up with.

They're refugees in their own city.

And they can't go back,

'cause if they do, he might get targeted

because there's some guys

that don't want you to get out.

They did everything right, Ms. Lopez.

He's hardly said a word to me.

He won't speak. I can't
get his side of the story.

- Diego shuts down.
- I'm his lawyer.

If he won't talk to me, I can't help him.

I need answers.

He trusts you.

- Sure, I guess.
- Which means I have to.

I need you to go in there
with me and talk to Diego.

But if you do,

it would void
the attorney-client privilege.

So...

I've just hired you.

You're part of my defense team.

Prosecution always has a g*ng expert,

so now you're mine.

You have a tie?

Yeah. Somewhere.

Look at me, Diego. Come on.

You gotta tell me
what happened, all of it.

She's gonna help you, D. You can trust me

with all of it.

I promise.

Got a call from Rascal.

Said to come to the corner, so I did.

Who's Rascal?

Real name is Carlos.

He was there, and Chucky and Delito.

In the car?

He said I had to come with them.

I didn't want to.

But you don't say no to these guys,

if they found me, found my mother.

So we go up into the hills...

park, and...

they had a guy in the trunk.

I didn't know.

[WHIMPERING]

He... He was bleeding,

all tied up, taped up, and...

they put him on the ground, and he was...

he was crying.

And they had a g*n.

And they took turns sh**ting him.

They sh*t him. They k*lled him. They...

Did you touch that w*apon at all?

- No, I... I just stood there.
- Okay.

- I didn't know. I...
- It's okay, Diego.

If I didn't go with them,
they would've k*lled me.

That's how gangs get you... Leverage.

They have this over him now.
They'll all say he did it.

The other guys in the car...
They're major...

Yeah, they're serious guys.

Diego, what you just told me has value.

The D.A., the cops, they don't want you.

They want those other guys.

I think I can get you immunity
in exchange for those names,

maybe even a relocation
for you and your mom.

But when this goes to trial,
you'll have to testify.

It's our best chance.

I need you to think about it.

♪♪♪

[DOOR BUZZES]

Where have you been?

I've been working. Been busy.

Amy's keeping me up to speed.

Oh, you've been busy. Okay.

People around here never shut up.

All day long, yap, yap, yap.

- You have any news for me?
- I'm not gonna talk about the case.

- I can't. I told you why.
- It was not my g*n,

- Dad, stop talking. Stop it.
- And I did not take...

I'm gonna leave in a minute.
You can talk to your lawyer.

I trust her. So should you.
You can keep talking to her.

- That's what I came here to tell you.
- [CLEARS THROAT]

And also this. You lie to yourself.

You always have. You take these stories,

and you convince yourself it's the truth.

You rewrite history, but you can't now.

You need to stop. You need to be real.

That's why you came here.
You wanted to gloat.

You think I'm guilty. Of course you do.

You hope that I did it.
You've been waiting for this.

You look down at me

so you can start feeling
better about yourself.

- You smug little piece...
- We should move on.

You were never there for me,
ever, not ever.

You love this. You love that I'm here.

It's your dream come true,

but you know what the truth is?

You're weak. You've always been weak,

hiding behind your mother,
behind your big job.

Sure, Dad. Hey, this is
a nice place you got.

You decorate it yourself?

God help me,

I'd like to give you a cr*ck right now.

You'd never get up. All right, listen.

Why don't you get him outta here?

- Mark?
- Huh? Get rid of him!

Come on, Mark, let's go.

VIC: All right, all right, all right!

You okay?

Yeah. Are you?

That's the man I grew up with.

He's scared. He's just lashing out.

That's the real Vic. Now you met him.

If it were up to me,
the g*n would stay in.

Because if Vic did it,
then he deserves to pay.

♪♪♪

[PIANO PLAYING UPBEAT JAZZ]

WOMAN: There you are.

So I should warn you, Lola,

your advance press is stellar.

Robin talks about you all the time.

- I do. It's true.
- He'd better.

It sounds like you're making
a real impact on the bench.

Now, I've reading up on some
of your cases, the transcripts.

- Really?
- Well, I was just curious.

I practiced for four years, so...

But that TV star trial...
That was something.

Hayley Halliwell. It's very sad.

Yeah, and that business with ICE?

That showed real courage.

Oh! There's Chris Foley. Uh, Chris!

You gotta meet Foley.
It's a rite of passage.

I'll be right back.

That got on our radar, too.

The ICE thing... That was bold.

- And you're with?
- D.O.J.

Special Advisor to the Principal Deputy

Associate Attorney General.

- Oh.
- Also an attorney. I'm on staff.

Something like that happens,
especially...

- I think you were on the job two weeks?
- Mm, more or less.

People pay attention.

You're on our radar now,
Judge Carmichael.

It's : . We should get our coats.

Oh. I am so sorry. I have a flight.

- Jeni, it was a pleasure.
- Such a pleasure.

Good night.

What was that about?
What did he say to you?

I'll tell you outside.

"Chickee" in a Prius, three minutes.

Okay, talk fast.

Okay, so the guy that I
just met... Chris Foley?

He let it slip.
I'm getting an offer on Monday.

- So it's real?
- It's real.

I'm sorry that we didn't get more time.

- It's okay.
- I... I got sucked into...

Robin, I get it.
So a one-year assignment,

and how long to make a decision?

Couple of days, maybe a week?

And did you ask about a bicoastal option?

Not yet. It's gonna be a timing thing.

I gotta get a couple more people on board

before I do the official ask.

Well, we'll keep talking, then decide.

In my head, you were coming home soon,

and the thought of all of those flights

and phone calls and Skype, I just...

- I have to recalibrate.
- It's not a done deal yet.

It's an incredible opportunity.

[CELLPHONE CHIMES]

And there's Chickee.
Okay, text me everything,

- all the time.
- I will.

I love you.

I love you.

I'm proud of you.

[SIGHS]

[BUZZING]

[BUZZING STOPS]

Alex.

What did you tell him?
My phone's lighting up.


The cops are making arrests.
They got the other three guys.

- Slow down.
- The guys in the car.


The guys Diego told us about.

- Wait a second.
- Did you make a deal?

No. No, not yet.

- You told them?
- No, Alex.

Diego's screwed.

We trusted you, and now
he's got nothing, and...

Alex, I didn't.

Alex!

What's going on? Em?

What the hell?

The police are making arrests.

- What?
- How did they know who was in that car?

How is that possible?

How the hell did they know?

[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]

Hello.

Robin? Are you there?

- Oh, I think I lost you.
- I was just saying that


this is more than a gesture.

This is serious change
that we're talking about.

In the FBI, maybe % of special agents

are African American.

- I know that. I don't need a lecture.
- I know, I know.

Agents in the C.I.D...
Some of them have no idea

about the communities
that they're working in,

what they're listening to,
what they're looking at.

In this job, I can make sure
they have the right support,


the right context to really
understand those communities,

work to reset the FBI's relationship

out there in the field.

I'll be working policy, hiring agents,

mentoring agents. I'll...

Can you get the FBI to stop
calling them "inner cities"?

Done. I love you.

No, no, no. Don't change the subject.

- [MOUTHING WORDS]
- Have you asked them if you can do some

of this save-the-world stuff
out here in L.A.?

- I'm working on it.
- Baby.

I know that they want me here
on the seventh floor to start.

They said that they were open to it.

Meaning they said no.

Just to start, and then...

We'll keep talking, I know.

Oh, God. One minute, I think
I can do this, and the next...

- Me, too.
- Plus I'm sleep deprived,

which doesn't help, which I
guess I should get used to.

One year in this job,

then I'm full-time back in L.A.

I take over the office there.
That's the plan.

Mm-hmm.

Can I say it now?

You can say it.

- I love you.
- I love you, too.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

I gotta go.

- Call me later.
- Okay.

You can come in.

You're behind. Your schedule's a mess.

But you can handle it.

You always do.

The police arrested
the other g*ng members

- that were in the car.
- They got tipped.

Maybe, but... yeah, but no.
The timing is too weird,

too close, too...

Those names are all I had
to cut a deal with,

- and the D.A. knew that.
- Well, maybe his mom talked.

No way. That doesn't make any sense.

- You don't think...
- What?

Do you know if the D.A...
No, they wouldn't, right?

Okay, you're gonna have
to give me a little bit more

- to go on.
- Forget it.

Maybe you can ask around back there

in... in... in Sheriff's land?

Ask what?

If the meeting rooms
at the courthouse are bugged?

Callan.

- I'll see you later.
- What's up, Lopez?

Have you heard anything

about the arrests that were
made on the FDS m*rder case?

- No, what arrests?
- Last night.

There's something weird.
This Peter Diaz' case?

- Uh-huh.
- If he's charging someone,

trust me, he's got a reason.

♪♪♪

I'm just saying, there's no way

the police got this info
from anywhere else.

My client is the only person...

- You couldn't possibly know that.
- Just listen.

Why are you talking to me, Lopez?

So you don't know

if Diaz or the police
interrogated my client

without me, his lawyer, present?

Lopez. Good. You're here.
I was just gonna call you.

Come on into my office.

♪♪♪

CHOI: Do you remember Peter?

I do.

Yesterday you spoke
to your client Diego Fondo?

Present at that meeting
was Alex Domingues?

That conversation was recorded.
We used the recording

as probable cause in multiple filings,

- and we intend to use it as evidence.
- Wait a second.

- Paperwork is in process.
- And we wanted to give you a heads up

- as a courtesy.
- That conversation was privileged.

The presence of Mr. Domingues
voided privilege.

Alex Domingues is part
of my defense team.

- If you an objection...
- Objection?

Even if the privilege
doesn't extend, which it does,

you put a bug in the courthouse
in a client meeting room?

Where there is no expectation of privacy.

[SIGHS]

You are gonna regret this,

both of you.

Make your arguments in court,
Ms. Lopez. We're done here.

[EXHALES]

Not your monkey, Callan.

EMILY: Alex Domingues was not
a third party.

Mr. Domingues is an expert
on L.A. g*ng culture

who was hired to assist me

in the preparation of Diego's defense.

You hired him. Did you sign a contract?

We had a verbal agreement.

Your Honor, without any
witnesses to this agreement...

He accepted payment.
Obviously, I am aware

of the third party rule,

and I would never jeopardize my client.

If I thought for one second

that the District Attorney's office

would put surveillance equipment

in courthouse meeting rooms, I...

Ms. Lopez, take a breath.

Ms. Kansky.

One moment.

[SPECTATORS MURMUR]

What is happening in the gallery?

It's the defense bar.

They're lawyers. All of them?

Word has gotten out
the courthouse is bugged.

[SINGSONG] Trouble is brewing.

Okay. All right. I got this.

Your Honor, if I may,
I would like to know

how the bug came to be
in the meeting room.

Fair question. Mr. Diaz?

Your Honor, with respect,

the focus of this emergency hearing

is whether or not the privilege...

I'm all right with expanding the focus.

Let's talk about the bug.

The room had been employed

in a previous Perkins operation

in which an undercover
posing as a prisoner

obtained information

from an actual prisoner in custody.

Standard law enforcement tool.

So you just accidentally left the mic on

when I was meeting my client?

People vs. Jordan, .

There is no guaranteed right to privacy

in attorney conference rooms.

In a courthouse?

This is a temple of justice.
It is a church.

Your Honor, the names obtained
in this recording

could have been used
to get my client immunity.

There was no plea deal
being discussed, Your Honor.

Mr. Diaz knew that.

By stealing that leverage
and making those arrests,

he has put my client's life
in mortal danger.

He has been moved
to solitary to protect him.

Stay on point, Ms. Lopez.

[SIGHS]

Diego Fondo is a soulful,
vulnerable young man

who was trying to escape g*ng life.

Your Honor, this is my field.

g*ng members do not talk, ever.

It is extraordinarily difficult
to get any traction.

These arrests will save lives.

The means we used to secure them

were used in the interest
of justice. It's that simple.

Your Honor, if I could just...

I've heard enough.

I'll consider these arguments carefully.

- Court is in recess.
- [GAVEL BANGS]

[SPECTATORS MURMUR]

So where were we?

- You solved your m*rder.
- I did.

Already?

The fact pattern matched
a previous fact pattern

from a cold case years ago.

I have a personal database,
old case files,

articles, studies.
Research is big with me.

I like to be organized and thorough.

Anyway... so, Ms. Sherri Kansky,

may I take you to dinner?

I assume you heard about the bugging.

Only times in the last minutes.


Everyone is talking about it.

Not sure why no one's
talking about the victim,

- but anyway...
- What is your opinion?

Of the bugging? Is this a test?

If I get it right, you'll go out with me?

- Mm-hmm.
- Okay.

Well, interesting.

I'm a cop. I'm in favor.

If I said anything other than Perkins ops

are an indispensable tool,
you'd know I'm lying.

They're legal. A little
unusual to use in here,

and I wouldn't do it myself, but...

- But?
- Legal.

Mm. Is that your final answer?

Final answer.

I'll think about it.

[MOUTH FULL] If I were you,

I would look at how Jordan, ,

addressing prisoner-attorney
communication,

is frankly trumped by People v. Jordan,

no relation, ,

regarding permissive monitoring
of conference rooms.

- You need to ponder at length.
- [PHONE BEEPS]

Whoop. I have a hearing.

Oh, good. I mean...

- Walk with me.
- Really? Okay.

Two more crucial points.

You wouldn't be trying

to influence my decision, would you?

- I would not.
- Infect me

with your old, conservative,
white guy rationale.

Well, such as it is? Hey, look,

you want to exclude the recording,

alienate all of
L.A. County law enforcement,

set the course of justice back years,

that is your business.

But you are a referee here,
and there are rules.

BENNER: Carmichael!

Judge Benner.

How is it that, once again,

the entire courthouse

is talking about your case?
You have a talent.

Robin's about to get an offer.

A job offer in D.C.?
Is he going to take it?

I can't think about that right now.

Because you have a small,
little prisoners' rights-

attorney-client-privilege
g*ng-m*rder question

you need to think about instead.

It's a slow day.

The privilege piece
is almost straightforward.

Third party voids privilege,

but is a g*ng expert
a member of the defense team

or a witness you call to the stand?

Then there's the sticky piece.

Sixth Amendment questions.

Surveillance creep. It's everywhere.

Suddenly people are free to
parachute into other people's lives

and watch and listen anywhere.

Robin's colleagues knew a lot
about me, my decisions.

They're not bugging
your chambers, Carmichael.

Yet. There was an open mic
in a meeting room

in this courthouse used for lawyers.

I'm sure as a prosecutor, you've used...

I obtained Perkins warrants for prisons

and placed undercover informants in cells

that we then bugged to get information,

but never in the courthouse
and not like this.

If it were up to me...

Are you really gonna
finish that sentence, Lisa?

The question is, how do I
finish that sentence?

Well, you don't have
to rewrite the Constitution.

Not today.

[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]

[EXHALES DEEPLY]

- I found the mic.
- What? When?

After we talked. I went all
Jason Bourne on the room.

Did you rip it out
and throw it in the garbage?

- Uh, no.
- Did you yell into it

and tell whoever was listening
where they could put their...

Seriously, Luke, you don't actually think

- that should be allowed to...
- The law's pretty clear.

Oh, actually, it's not.
It's not a Perkins.

- A Perkins is targeted.
- There's precedent.

Luke, you're gonna be a lawyer.

This isn't just a theoretical argument.

- You're gonna have to...
- We don't have to talk about it.

- Yeah, we do.
- Yeah, you do.

Let me know how it ends.

I'm like this weird bailiff-
almost lawyer hybrid species,

foot in both worlds.

That's a copout.
What do you actually believe?

- That is a trick question.
- Another copout.

Why, because I'm not exactly
sure how I feel about something,

or because I might not agree with you?

I'm not a defense attorney, Em.

I don't have to convince myself
of things the way you do.

Wow.

That's... That's not what I meant.

No.

I have to go.

We're not kissing in public
right now, right?

So I'm not making a statement.

I'm just... walking away.

♪♪♪

Hmm, let me guess. Fashion sh**t?

Clubbing, West Hollywood.
I'm gonna get drunk.

It's Carly's process. Just go with it.

Mark, your father was framed.

What?

Carly's been busy. Tell him.

So the Armenians, they wanted
Addison Farwell dead.

- She was ripping them off.
- She was running

one of their card games,
and while her clients,

which were their clients,
were playing poker all night,

oh, my God, her guys were
literally robbing them blind...

Their houses, I mean.

- It's pretty ballsy, right?
- And when the Armenians found out,

- Addison had to go.
- Meanwhile, Vic Callan's

running his own little game
on their turf,

which is a big no-no.

So they k*ll Addison and frame Vic.

Two birds, one stone.

- The argument he had with Addison?
- Motive.

- The bragging about the g*n?
- Probable cause.

- The m*rder w*apon in Vic's house.
- Planted.

And it worked. The cops bit down hard.

He was framed, Mark.
Two birds, one stone.

That's my defense.

- And you can prove this?
- Maybe.

Probably. Motion to traverse tomorrow.

You should come.

Let's go. You need to party.

Yeah.

It comes down to this.
Your father has a temper.

He is a piece of work for sure.

But is he capable of m*rder?

Do you really believe that, Mark?

I have a motion to prepare.

_

And the worst part is
everyone
has an opinion.

They all think they know
how I'm gonna rule.

I'm the creative judge,
the defense-friendly,

- anti-law enforcement...
- How are you gonna rule?

If I knew, I wouldn't tell you.

I know kids like Diego,
that neighborhood...

Single parent, no money...

They have to make a choice way too early

how they're gonna survive,

and when they come here to this building,

the deck is already stacked
against them everywhere else.

- It can't be here.
- And yet?

And yet yes, exactly.

These gangs.

If we are going to deal with them,

we have to be bold.

No snitching means we need tools.

- Can I give you some advice?
- Can I stop you?

Forget what people expect of you.

Forget how people think
Lola Carmichael should

look at a problem. Focus on the law.

Focus on the arguments.

I'm gonna focus on the accused,

who sit in these rooms

and talk to their lawyers in good faith,

and I'm gonna focus on the communities

being victimized, and actually,

I'm gonna focus on the victim.

A young man was k*lled.

Okay. All right.

Changing the subject,

- I've been thinking about you and Vic.
- And?

- I think you're missing the entire point.
- Really?

- I don't think it's about the m*rder.
- [SIGHS]

Not for you. I think
you are putting Vic on trial

for your entire crappy childhood,

and guess what. He is never, ever, ever

not going to be guilty.

[SIGHS]

How long have you been
holding that one back?

Ooh, too long.

Better late than never.

You should be thinking about your case,

not me and Vic.

I can do both.

[KNOCKING]

Ohh, Sherri, what is it?

Hey, Your Honor, you got a minute?

- Is everything okay?
- Yeah.

Uh, Your Honor, I know you can't...

This is nothing ex parte.
I just want to...

[SIGHS] I need to say something.

Okay, so, um, where I grew up,

the neighborhood, Lynwood,

it was full of hardworking people...

Families. It was amazing.

But there were gangs there, too.

- Sara.
- Just part of the fabric of...

But not everyone is a g*ng member,

and not all gangs...

g*ng members are criminal.

They run businesses.

They raise incredible families.

They contribute to the community.

They just need a place
to belong, that's it.

But they all get targeted.

Sara, I need you to stop.

People use them.

They use these... These boys, these men,

some of whom are my family.

They are used by... [SIGHS]...

As a political platform
to get sheriffs elected,

to get D.A.s elected,
to raise funds for police

rather than for social services.

Now, I know it's hard to get the truth.

Out there is so much noise.

But in this building...

in , you have inspired us all

by leveling the playing field.

Now they are trying to change that

by putting microphones into our...

I have to stop you now.

But I hear you.

Thank you, Your Honor.

♪♪♪

Detective, when you obtained
your bogus warrant

- to search my client's house...
- Objection. Argumentative.

No, it isn't. Overruled.

The sole basis for your warrant
was a statement

made by your informant Mr. Torley

that on December rd at p.m.,

at the Shortstop bar in Echo Park,

he overheard my client brag

about having a . Magnum at his house,

which he'd use to, quote,
take care of business.

Correct, and I would add

that the defendant was known to police.

For playing cards, not m*rder.

So, Detective,

you had no idea the informant was lying?

- Objection.
- Overruled. Sit down.

Look, we took the statement
in good faith.

In good faith, of course.

So you were unaware that,
on the night in question,

your informant was nowhere
near the Shortstop.

He was lying in a puddle of his own vomit

on Abbot Kinney.

Your Honor, even if this were true,

the "good faith" exception applies.

Actually, it doesn't, Your Honor.

I'm gonna establish why.

- Sit down, Mr. Koch.
- Detective,

at any point, did you run Mr. Torley

- through your own system?
- No.

So you didn't see an L.A.P.D.
(F) citation

for public intoxication in Venice,

miles from the Shortstop.

- No, I did not.
- Nothing further, Your Honor.

Mr. Koch, rebuttal?

I... Ahem. No, Your Honor, I'm good.

I've heard enough.
The witness may step down.

- The g*n is excluded.
- [GAVEL BANGS]

If I were you, I'd start
thinking about a deal.

All rise.

I hit the red line the other day.

Apologies.

Yeah. Me, too.

I don't like the way
you've lived your life

or the things you've done.

You don't like mine for whatever reason.

We could trade punches on that

for the next years. Probably will.

But I don't think you're a m*rder*r, Dad.

♪♪♪

Courthouse meeting rooms
should not be bugged.

For the record, I want to state
clearly and without ambiguity,

I personally believe

defendants' Sixth Amendment
rights should apply.

This is a courthouse, not a prison.

It is special.

I find the defense's argument
that Mr. Domingues' presence

did not void attorney-client privilege

to be compelling.

However, I am not convinced

that Mr. Domingues was
a part of the defense team.

An ex-g*ng member hired
as an expert at the th hour

to preserve privilege, while creative,

does not meet the standards
established by precedent.

Further, the circumstances
by which this evidence,

these names, were obtained

does not invalidate its probative value.

Law enforcement must be given
the leeway to do its job,

to seek justice on behalf of the victim,

a young man whose life
was violently taken away...

Lucas Montez.

The motion is denied.
The recordings are in.

EMILY: Your Honor...

And right on cue, save it, Ms. Lopez.

Both of you, my chambers.

Your Honor, if I may...

You deal with terrible crimes, Mr. Diaz,

and I value your work, but if I may,

Diego Fondo may have been
present for the m*rder,

but that does mean he took part.

- Of course, but...
- Those facts will undoubtedly

be discovered at trial unless your case

against the other members of the g*ng

will be a lot stronger

if you believe Diego is telling the truth

and you can get him to testify.

In exchange for immunity
and no jail time.

And relocation for him and his mother.

They start again somewhere else.

Otherwise, FDS will...

So Diego is prepared to testify?

I believe so, Your Honor.
He's ready to tell the truth.

You know, he made a mistake,

but he had the strength
and the courage to fix it.

He came to me, to us, for help.

He is the reason we all do this.

When you're ready, I'll see you back here

for the terms of the deal.
You're excused.

- That went well.
- Did it?

When a person is incarcerated,
these are the only spaces

they can talk to their lawyers.
I just made them less safe.

Am I gonna regret this?

There you are.

Forgot my... [EXHALES DEEPLY]

How'd that go?

Plea deal. Witness protection.

That's great.

Yeah, but the recording stays in.

She's allowing it. I can't believe it.

It's so... wrong.

I checked the room again. The bug's gone.

They took it out.

Maybe, or they just hid it better.

- Listen, I'm sorry about what I said.
- It's okay.

We were just arguing, right?
That's what we do. We like it.

On this, we're just getting started.

Should I come by later or...

You know what? I'm tired.
I think I'll just...

- Yeah, of course.
- Okay. See you tomorrow.

♪♪♪

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Night Market Song.

[SIGHS]

Green curry duck, larb gai, sticky rice.

- Hey.
- Hey.

No quinoa in sight.

So... you're a prosecutor.

What kind of plea deal would you offer?

♪♪♪

I accept, if only to convince you

you are misguided.

I have a set of boundaries and guidelines

- that we should go over.
- I'll just ignore them.

You should prepare to be surprised.

I hate surprises.

I'm willing to bet
all of the money I've got

that you don't.

♪♪♪

It could be anywhere.

No guarantees it's California, even,

and you can't contact
anyone, not even family.

I know it's a lot.

No, it's okay.

It's wonderful.

You saved his life, Ms. Lopez.

I'm so grateful.

Thank you, Ms. Lopez.

You're welcome.

Don't think, uh...

I know I've hurt you, Mama,

and I know what you've done for me,

what you've given up.

[EXHALES DEEPLY]

♪ Am I a saint, or am I a sinner? ♪

♪ All of the above ♪

Okay. I'm in.

Take the damn job.

Yeah?

That passion, that drive you have

to make the world better...
I fell in love with that

and with you.

You need to be who you are
and do what you do.

We'll make it work, Lo.

And somehow, we'll make it work.

And look, if it gets
too much for either of us,

I'll transfer back to L.A.
or I'll quit the Bureau.

- You are not leaving the Bureau.
- If I have to.

This work is important,
but, Lo, you... you are my love,

and L.A. is our home.

We are lucky. There are
only miles between us.

- Could be a lot worse.
- And we have


red eye quickies and weekend pillow talk

to look forward to.

Oh, I like the sound
of that. [CHUCKLES]

We can meet in the middle.

Kansas is a sexy state.

It is?

It will be when we're there.

[LAUGHS] I'm booking flights right now.

Mm-hmm. And bubble baths.

- Lots of bubble baths.
- [LAUGHS]

♪♪♪
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